My hand slid between her legs. I could feel how wet she was even through her shorts. "I gotta be crazy," Erica said when she pulled away. "My mama always said she's rather I be a heidi iro naked at mr skin dyke than be with a white guy." "Really?" "Yeah," Erica teased me, her lips inches from heidi iro naked at mr skin mine. "But I don't always do what my mama says." "Have you ever been with a girl, then?" I had to ask. "Shit," Erica laughed. "One time, this girl Crystal and me, we were drunk and high and she asked me if she could eat my pussy." "Did you let her?" "I never say no to getting my pussy ate." "Really," heidi iro naked at mr skin I said, getting down on my knees without hesitation. Erica obliged me by peeling off her heidi iro naked at mr skin shorts and spreading her legs.
A finger entered her ass smoothly stretching her, wetting her. She wondered if that was next, to be fucked in her ass. The finger was deep in her ass, moving in circles, she thought, when two fingers entered her very wet pussy and began to fuck her. Her heidi iro naked at mr skin hips moved by themselves, on auto-pilot, moving to find the right groove to receive what was being done to her. Sensations, she reminded herself in the midst of it all, it's all about the mixture of sensations. The taste of the cum in her mouth, the feel of cooling juices dripping down her inner thighs, the feel of the fingers in her pussy, the feel of the finger fucking her ass. All of it together, all of it mixed as one.