Intimate Lesbians - Alison Tyler feasts on Jess...
one hand was on alison's cunt, levering it apart and thrusting her fingers in time with here darting tongue.
the other was massaging alison's thigh, trying to encourage the blonde's legs apart even further so paige could push her head deeper and ram her tongue into the blonde's intimate spots.
alison moaned louder and harder, rocking and rolling, one hand pressing on paige's head, not that the brunette needed any encouragement to stay in place and lick alison's tasty twat.
"don't you know?" alison was moving closer, as if she had no idea what personal space meant. she certainly seemed unaware that you shouldn't play with another girl's hair with one hand nor allow your titties to brush at her back - especially if she was a lesbian, that would be giving her the wrong idea.
alison didn't answer with words, instead she reached out with one hand and slid it down and round so that it was resting on the lower part of paige's buttock, which wasn't covered by her costume. alison didn't seem perturbed by paige's reaction or lack of it; she didn't scowl or retreat or apologise - not that paige thought she'd ever do the latter - instead she squeezed harder and brought her other hand round to join it's pair.