How Does Your Garden Grow…?
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Chapter 5
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Joanna Louise Parrish and Savannah ‘The Cunt’ Hamilton-Smythe... Only recently arrived at Mount Thomas, Constable Joanna Parrish encounters a former prostitute! What is it about Savannah...?
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Romantic Lesbian Fiction Crime Group Sex Harem Black Female White Female Anal Sex Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Prostitution
Savannah’s lips moved slowly away from Joanna’s mouth. The policewoman groaned. The former prostitute kissed ever so lightly at Joanna’s left nipple, sending yet another shiver through the twenty-five year old brunette - Savanna playfully sucking at Joanna’s nipple through the soft pale-blue fabric of her dishevelled uniform shirt as she lay on the grass beneath the passionfruit vines.
The contrast between Joanna and Savannah was not lost on either woman. But, the similarities were just as striking too. Savannah Hamilton-Smythe enjoyed the irony of it all. Constable Joanna Parrish had been a ‘Fashion Model’ before joining the Victoria Police – the brunette policewoman’s skin was smooth and slightly tanned. The pale-blue of her shirt accentuating her complexion. Joanna Louise Parrish’s pubic mound was carefully shaved smooth. Savannah’s was neatly manicured – the daughter of a wealthy Toorak Socialite, the former prostitute wore Givenchy Amirage perfume and wore both Versace sunglasses and Gucci on occasion. But, her farmhouse was anything but Toorak. And, she worked as waitress at ‘The Paragon’ Café in Mount Thomas.
Joanna groaned. Raising herself up, Savannah bit into a passionfruit. Playfully, she began to dribble passionfruit juice over Joanna’s breasts as she knelt beside the former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ – Joanna groaned. Moist with perspiration, Constable Joanna Parrish’s flesh was now smeared with dust and dirt. Her policewoman’s uniform shirt wet through. Clinging to the policewoman, the pale-blue fabric translucent and smeared with dirt.
Joanna Louise Parrish always loved the first time with somebody new. As well as the sexual thrill, she found the joy of discovery an irresistible aphrodisiac. Does she like what I am doing to her...?
Is she ticklish...? Kinky...? Is she passive or aggressive...?
The former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ closed her eyes. Her breathing quickened.
Short sharp breaths. Soft groans. Joanna’s pulse rate raced,
“Oh ... Oh ... Oh ... Oh...?”
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