Chapter 32: Present

Bryan pulled up to a fairly well-kept small house. It was very plain on the outside, and he wondered why Julie had them come there for a party. They didn’t know anyone in the neighborhood as far as he could recall. Maybe, it was one of Julie’s relatives, and they let her use the small brick house with black shutters. Bryan stayed in the car and watched Susan’s ass as it swayed, walking up the steps of the stoop. She rang the doorbell and knocked on the door. She heard the door’s deadbolt turn and the door open. Julie stood in the doorway all smiles and invited Susan in. Susan turned to Bryan and waved, letting him know he could drive off as she stepped inside the door.

Susan looked around the small room trying to figure out whose house it was. It was only half decorated as if it had new tenants. Susan asked, “Whose house is this?”

Julie cheerily said, “Mine and Steve’s.”

“What do you mean yours and Steve’s?” Susan asked curiously.

“Mine and Steve’s. We’re renting it,” Julie said again.

“You’re living with Steve? That is no way to get back into your parent’s good graces and house.” Susan said concerned.

“I’m in my house. And my parents are fine with me living with Steve now.” Julie answered. Then she smiled and held up her left hand. “Now that we’re married.”

“Married?”

“Yes, Steve and I are married.” Julie proudly said continuing to wiggle the diamond-holding ring finger.

“Did you join a cult or did we move to Alabama?” Susan teased as only a best friend could.

“Neither. You wench.” Julie said punching Susan’s shoulder. “My parents would rather me be married to a fifteen-year-old than risk my immortal soul going to hell for having pre-marital sex.”

“You have to be kidding.” Susan shook her head in disbelief. “What are you two going to live on? You going to start walking the streets for money?”

“No.” Julie again punched Susan’s shoulder. “But I could make a mint if I did. It turns out Steve and Stew both have trust funds. The interest alone is enough to live on. No real frills but enough to pay rent, utilities, and food. We would like to keep that quiet. The family doesn’t want other people outside the family knowing they are ... well rich. Or should I say I’m rich?”

“Damn, who would have known? Especially with that ugly beater that Stew drives,” Susan said at the revelations. “I guess congratulations are in order. Where is your husband?” Again she shook her head. “That sounds so funny.”

“I know it does to me, too,” Julie admitted. “Steve is out getting stuff for the party and the house. He should be back in a couple of hours.”

“But he isn’t old enough to drive,” Susan stated.

“Yeah well, he does anyway. He is actually better at it than I am. And with his learners, he can drive with me in the car.” Julie explained.

Susan changed the subject after the marriage had sunk in. “I ... I have to get you a wedding present,” Susan informed Julie. “What do you want?”

“Well, I can’t put it in Macy’s wedding registry,” Julie said walking up and invading Susan’s personal space. “I want your lips on my pussy and mine on yours ... First, you were my Christmas present, now I want you as a wedding present.” She leaned in brushing her lips lightly against Susan’s. Julie’s hands went to the hem of Susan’s sweatshirt while her hesitant kiss gained in intensity.

Susan didn’t pull back from Julie’s advance, signaling her approval of her body and soul being Julie’s gift. She owed her that and so much more. Julie lifted the garment in her hands. Susan raised her arms having the shirt removed. The cool air on Susan’s skin was in sharp contrast to the heat of Julie’s lips on hers. Lips and the slight warmth, the sun produced as it shone through the curtain-less window on her back. Julie raised her arms over her head as an invitation for Susan to follow suit. Susan did as Julie’s movements suggested, lifting the sweater Julie was using for a shirt. Under the sweater, Julie’s small uncovered coned breast stood out proud from her chest tempting Susan.

Julie’s hands quickly undid the clasp between Susan’s mounds holding her bra together. With her hands embedded in Susan’s cleavage, Julie slid the lacy undergarment across the smooth flesh it contained. The combination of chilled air and the slight grazing of Julie’s palms awakened Susan’s darkened nipples. Susan threw her shoulders back. Pushing her chest out toward the delicate touch partly enticed Julie to repeat the exquisite touch. The other calculus for her action was it helped in fully shedding the restrictive garment. Much to Susan’s disappointment, Julie’s motion continued to the outside of her tantalized tits. Even, as the bra fell from her shoulders on the way to the floor. Julie’s arms continued around Susan, her hands leading the way. Julie’s right hand gingerly ran a path up Susan’s spine into the hair on the back of her head. With her fingers entangled in the blond hair, she forced Susan’s face tight to hers turning the tender kiss into an open-mouth tongue fight. Susan, in turn, followed her lover’s lead, keeping Julie’s lips on her own.

Julie’s left hand had traversed in the opposite direction leaving tickled skin in its wake. Her hand had no difficulty getting under Susan’s sweatpants and panties. For a few seconds, she groped the mounds of flesh that made up Susan’s ass cheeks. It was Julie’s sudden grip and jerk of Susan’s body forward, that caused their pelvises to thump together. It was followed by the crush of their breasts, which calmed Susan’s longing for Julie’s hands to return to her breast.

It was these bold and impassioned actions by Julie that Susan saw as growth in her friend’s sexual appetite. And her body was to be the main course. As the wedding present, Susan for a second time would continue letting Julie set the pace of their sexual encounter. Susan would deny her lover nothing. She was to be the girl’s sex toy for as long as she could go. It was then she thought about Steve. What if Steve came home finding them naked in each other’s arms, wringing every last bit of pleasure from their bodies.

Susan moved her kisses to the corner of Julie’s mouth and across the girl’s unmade-up and beautiful face. She approached Julie’s ear and lightly asked, “What about Steve? After all, you just got married?”

“Oh, he knows. I told him.” She replied already panting with the excitement of the festivities to come. “And if he comes home early, he said he’d be quiet. And, just watch if that is OK with you.”

“Fuck yeah, it’s not like he hasn’t seen us do this before,” Susan answered. “It’ll just be live.” Susan sucked in the tiny ear lobe hanging gracefully in front of her lips. She slid her tongue around the edge of Julie’s petite flesh pressed between her moist lips. The light touch of the sensually smooth lobe progressed to nibbling the organ. Encouraged by the sighs of her partner, Susan let the tip of her tongue taste the inner edges and ridges of Julie’s right ear. Julie grasped Susan’s blonde locks tight keeping Susan in place. From Julie’s lips passed her breathless thanks, “Oh Gawd baby I can’t wait to have your mouth on me.”

Susan bit down on the soft lobe to pull on it. She informed Julie through her clenched teeth. “That is just the beginning of what I’ll do for you. Have a taste of what follows.” She took the whole of Julie’s small ear into her mouth. And like she had done to her other lover a few days earlier, she began fucking her tongue in the small canal. She alternated deep jabs of her wet muscle into the depths of the passageway and tentative rapid flicks of its tip at the entrance. Her hand had found its way down Julie’s matching sweatpants. She discovered no underwear blocking her palm from Julie’s bare skin. Susan seized a handful of Julie’s athletic ass and matched the pressure applied to her own. She ground their pelvises together as her oral demonstrations of what was coming carried on.

After minutes of grinding their covered sexes together and her oral dynamics within Julie’s ear, Susan was confident. She had given her present lover enough of an illustration of what was coming. She ended the exhibition with a sweep of her tongue over Julie’s ear’s tragus as she brushed her cheek. Then she moved her lips across Julie’s temple. Her mouth found its way to the brow not inches from it at that moment. As Susan’s lips embraced Julie’s brow the remaining un-tweezed hair tickled the flat of her tongue as her chin was kissed in return. Susan worked her way across the ridge lapping the bridge of the girl’s nose as she crossed to the other brow. She tantalized her willing partner, grazing Julie’s eyelids with her agile tongue leaving a sheen of her mouth’s moister as eye shadow. Julie was enthralled with her wedding present’s mouth and the sensations it imparted. She crushed her nipples ever the harder into Susan’s as a sign of approval and excitement.

Susan stood, held tight in the adoring arms of her female lover. Her kisses traversed away from the girl’s eyelids, back to her awaiting mouth. Once again, their mouths were attached fully open. They took in one another’s breath sharing the air around them as their tongues danced. Julie’s arms maintained their hold on Susan. She lowered herself and Susan’s half-naked body from the full view of the front windows to the rug on the floor. It made them only slightly less visible to passers-by. Their lips didn’t part during their descent to the floor or as Susan guided Julie’s body onto her own. Julie’s arms could no longer wrap around Susan as she lay flat on the floor. Instead, the hand that had been grinding their sexes together came around to the side of Susan’s full, excited breast. It was joined by the hand formally entangled in the blonde locks.

Julie’s thrill increased as her hands ran over baby soft skin making up the side of Susan’s tits. She found Susan’s breasts heaving with anticipation while her hand roamed the exposed surfaces of the crushed mammaries. Susan had maintained her hold on Julie’s hair and ass, her fingertips deep in the crack between the firm flesh of cheeks she was cupping. Susan used her well-placed hands, maneuvering the body on her, up slightly. After the adjustment, her lips had access to the creamy white skin of Julie’s neck. Susan lightly brushed her lips around the girl’s silken neck. She could hear Julie’s cooing as she nibbled and collapsed her lips around the delicate skin tasting it as she went.

Susan again positioned Julie getting more and greater access to the girl’s neck and soft indention at her collarbone. All the while exposing her full, firmed breast to Julie’s exploring hands. While Susan caressed the base of Julie’s neck with her drawn-out kisses. Julie caressed Susan’s nipple gently running circles around it with her fingertip. Susan’s coos and passionate mewling mixed with Julie’s.

Susan steered Julie around as her lips and the tip of her tongue teased and searched out every inch of skin. At the base of Julie’s neck and up her ravishing collarbones, Susan’s lip’s reveled in the texture. As Julie was adjusted, her stimulation of Susan’s nipple changed from one breast to the other. Julie used the same feather-light brushing of her fingertip around the outer edge of the new areolas. It and her breasts flesh hardened, with the nipple standing proud in the center. Julie rolled the stiffened nub in her fingers, excited by its feel. She was elated by the panting breath she felt on her skin as Susan continued kissing her neck.

Amidst the third time, Julie grazed the tip of Susan’s nipple while she rubbed the rest of the areola. Susan breathlessly said into the skin below her lips, “Oh Julie I love that. I want to give you that ... Let me give you that feeling. It’s heaven.”

Julie heard the pleas from her wedding present to pleasure her. She didn’t wait for the gift below her, directing her movements. Julie slid further up Susan’s body feeding Susan her uncovered tit. Susan’s mouth opened fully when the hard point of the nipple touched her lips. She brought all of the engorged firm tit into her mouth as possible. Susan swirled her tongue around the flesh in her cavity. She suckled on the nipple wishing for the natural nourishment, her body would give in the months to come. Moans of pleasure pass across Julie’s lips. Susan could feel the moans as well as the breathing of her owner quicken and become shallow. Before Susan rolled Julie over onto her back so she could better give homage to the succulent breast above her. Susan raked her teeth lightly over the milk-less teat. During which, she pressed the whole of her finger pad flat across Julie’s rosebud. Julie groaned when the pressure on her anus ended. She had mentally prepared herself for the entry of Susan’s finger into her depths. The first time since the unremembered violation at Rich’s that had taken her anal virginity. She looked forward to enjoying the feeling of having her ass entered.

With Julie finally, under Susan, her legs spread having Susan lay between them. Susan closed her lips little by little working her way up the coned breast in her mouth. Her teeth once again racked over the full areola and hard nipple, causing Julie to hold her breath. Slightly above the pointed tit, Susan traced the backside of her fingernail up the outside of the gasping mound. Julie rocked her hips into Susan’s bare stomach. With it came the stimulation of the fingernail was capped off with Susan’s hot breath blowing across her wetted tit. “Oh god ... please feed on me. Suck my milk,” was mumbled incoherently from Julie.

Susan did as her lover asked and suckled like she had seen babies do to their mothers. Julie’s hands massaged her own breast flesh from the bottom up to the lips attached at the top. She squeezed her tit in what Susan could only guess was an attempt at delivering to the encapsulated nipple her breast’s fluid. When the first drop of warm milk landed on Susan’s tongue, she paused in disbelief.

Julie wasn’t pregnant nor had she ever been. Why was there liquid gold on her taste buds? Her mental questioning gave way to her suckling, which became primal. She sucked at the small amounts of fluid that exited the teat as though she would die of thirst without it. Julie’s muttering became, “Yessss ... Baby ... Love my tit ... drink me,” There was an intense pleasure that exploded in her brain as her nipple had done in Susan’s mouth. Susan continued rolling her tongue around the areola. She sucked at the fluid giving nipple long after it had gone dry.

With the determination the first breast had given up all the sweet nectar it would, Susan suckled on the other. She had been preparing the fountain by stroking it in the same way Julie had done the first. Julie’s body responded to the preparation and sucking as she had hoped. Her mouth received the first taste of the breast’s hot milk. Susan didn’t let the first nipple go unappreciated. Once again she began tracing her fingernail around the dark skin atop the abandoned tit. Julie’s pelvis maintained its steady rocking and rolling into Susan’s midriff pressing down on it. Her pussy was seeking the same gratification her nipples were giving while stimulated.

Susan’s mouth gladly accepted the fluid she found as erotic as her brother’s cum had ever been. The thin sweet hot milk coated her mouth and taste buds. She swallowed it down as the heaving tit delivered the nourishment little at a time. Susan resolved she would share the erotic feeling and taste with its maker. It would be one more gift to her married lover. She sucked and teased more of the hot elixir from the excited nipple between her lips. She didn’t swallow as the milk gathered. With her mouth cavity full of her lover’s milk, she abandoned the tit and slid her body up the sexy woman below her. As Susan rose her excitement-hardened nipples grazed the taunt smooth stomach and underside of Julie’s tits. It finally came to rest, poking into her body double’s hard recently sucked nipples. Susan’s lips skimmed over Julie’s. Shortly their lips were pressed together. Julie began parting her lips for a full open-mouth kiss and dance of her tongue with Susan’s.

Susan’s lips sealed to Julie’s as they parted, and the sweet gathered breast milk flowed back into its maker’s mouth. She tasted her own milk for the first time as the fluid passed over her taste buds. She had only a hint of the taste after her husband had elicited the excretion from her nipples for the first time the night before. He drank down all of the sustaining fluid leaving only the essence of it for Julie to experience. Julie swallowed the returned milk giving Susan time to do the same before objecting.

Julie found the liquid as sweet and erotic as anything she could remember, but it was for Susan not for her. With the shared fluid swallowed down, Julie voiced her objections through her excited gasps. “No honey it’s for you ... I want to be a part of you, nourishing you so we can make love forever.”

Susan liked the idea of making love with Julie forever. Her mind was screaming at her, “forget Bryan and forget Steve, just make love to and pleasure the woman below you.” If Steve wanted Julie back he would have to do a better job loving her than she would. For she would make sure, she was the gift Julie couldn’t let go of. She once again suckled at the teat she had left. listening for the groans of gratification leaving Julie as her milk trickled once again into her mouth.

With the fountain finally dried up Susan lightly kissed the tip of the nipple she was feeding off. Looking up at the blissful expression on Julie’s face. Julie was watching part of her being, being taken in, becoming part of her friend and lover. Susan was pleased. She was fulfilling her part as a gift. She was supplying the desired self-indulgence to Julie, while also giving her the feeling of love she had for her. Susan glanced at the couch finding the next thing she would need for realizing all of what Julie desired. Susan saw the plush blanket thrown across the back of a couch, she assumed Julie and Steve used it curling up under it together since their nuptials. “Please don’t move I want to get something,” Susan said hating giving Julie a chance to change her mind about what her wedding present was to be. She quickly spread the blanket out next to Julie, indicating she should get on it and off the slightly scratchy rug.

While standing above Julie, the sun reflected off Susan’s blood-filled solid tits. She stood still looking down at the gorgeous body of her friend, who she had vowed to please. Anyone passing the house looking through the window would’ve seen the mirror image of what Susan was looking at on the floor. But Susan didn’t care. She was there to perfect the delight in the body below her. And if anyone cared to watch, she would have them watch and learn.

Julie looked pleased with the figure above her, as she stared at the backlit tits and tight stomach below them. The beautiful face, above, radiated love for her. Susan was about to lay back down on Julie resuming her making out with her lover when Julie said in a more controlled voice than earlier. “Please I want to feel all of you against me. I want to feel the heat of your sex on me and mine on yours.”

Susan comprehended the meaning of the statement. Thrilled with the overture, she immediately looped her fingers in her sweatpants and panties waistbands. She bent over dragging the two garments down her perfectly sculptured thighs and calves. Julie loved how Susan’s small firm breasts didn’t change shape as they hung down. They reminded her of her own. Susan carefully removed her small delicate-looking feet from their shoes. Once removed, the sweatpants could pass over, leaving her fully exposed.

Julie viewed the nude goddess-like form reach out and take her left foot in hand. The blonde goddess held tight to her honed calve and raised it up as she stood up straight. Susan stood and removed the shoe from the foot she had gathered up. She slid one finger from each hand into the top opening of the ankle sock, which covered the foot with no shoe. Removing the sock, Susan caressed the sides of Julie’s equally small and dainty foot. With the petite foot uncovered, Susan leaned down and brought each toe into her mouth, lovingly sucking and caressing it with her lips and tongue. Julie held her breath each time one of her digits entered the hot cavity of Susan’s mouth. With the first foot uncovered and thoroughly sucked on, Susan gently placed it on the blanket and picked up the other foot. Again she removed the shoe and gradually removed the sock. Each of the toes on the foot was lovingly cared for as the ones on the first foot had been. With both feet uncovered Susan let them rest on the blanket as she reached for the waistband of the grey sweatpants covering Julie’s lower half. Her fingers curled in the elastic, holding the pants in place, she quietly said to Julie. “Please lift your hips up a bit, so I can dispose of this unnecessary garment.”

Julie did as asked and raised her hips up enough for Susan to slide the pants out from under her ass. As the pants were removed, the chilled air hit Julie’s heated pussy. Much as it had done to Susan moments earlier. The cool air on her cunt lips was exhilarating, as her legs were lifted by the standing girl, who was the cause of her cunt’s heat. Susan kept Julie’s legs raised and slightly parted as she removed the grey fabric, uncovering legs equally sculpted as her own. With the pants passed over and off Julie’s feet, Susan knelt where she was. She placed Julie’s right ankle on her shoulder while bending the other leg at the knee to line the moistened toes of the left foot with her lips.

Again, she kissed and sucked on the small appendages, while Julie closed her eyes enjoying the sensations. With all the toes sufficiently loved Susan kissed and lightly ran her tongue over the arch of Julie’s foot. Any other time she would’ve fought and complained about the tickling feeling. But, Susan’s tongue and lips brought weight to the feeling, making it a purely sexual affair. Her worship of the girl’s foot continued around the heel and top. After covering all areas of the elegant foot with her lips, Susan’s kisses began up the leg in her hands. Her tongue licked a fine circle around the protruding ankle bone. Susan’s lips nipped, along the inside of the smooth shaved skin of Julie’s calf, while the tip of her tongue darted in and out along the same path. When Susan lapped the sensitive area behind her knee, Julie’s breathing quickened and rasped. The altered breathing was filled with anticipation of the same to be done between her legs.

Julie whined when Susan stopped her upward trajectory at the back of her knee. Susan ignored the mewling and pleas to continue upward. She was there to give Julie all the pleasure she could. And as such, she would do it in such a way as to forgo the small pleasures, ensuring a cataclysmic experience when they were finished. With that as her goal, she rested Julie’s left ankle on her shoulder and addressed her right foot in the same manner as the left. Her lips and tongue again devoured the girl’s diminutive toes and traced lines on the underside of her right foot and its arch. For a second time, Julie’s ankle bone was encircled by an active adoring tongue. She again anticipated the lips and darting tongue performing their magic on her pussy as they had on her lower extremities. Upon leaving her smooth and finally shaped calf. The expectation grew as Susan kissed Julie’s inner thigh after tasting the sensitive flesh behind her other knee.

Her hands traveled the length of Julie’s legs, caressing them while her lips venerated the blessed skin of her thighs. Susan alternated feather-light touches of her lips or tongue tip on the receptive skin of Julie’s inner thighs. With nips and sucking the skin into her mouth just short of leaving a hickey in her wake. With each turn of her head to the unattended thigh, her hand on the opposite leg would travel further up Julie’s thigh as would her oral accouterments. Susan began smelling the musky secretions of the nearing inflamed cunt. At the same time, her hand began sliding between Julie’s thigh and her engorged labia. There were only inches between her lips and the smooth shaved folds of Julie’s pussy. Susan exhaled heavily onto the concupiscent sex between Julie’s legs, madding her brain with lust. Susan’s exultation of Julie’s legs ended at the pentacle of their origin. With, Julie’s enraged pussy lips were in front of her. Susan traced her tongue on the outer edge of the folds from the bottom to the top just above the neglected clitoris.

Susan was determined to make Julie forget any man had ever touched her. She’d use the knowledge of her own body’s reactions on Julie. While she stroked Julie’s cunt lips with her tongue, she pressed down lightly on Julie’s abdomen brushing her hands in figure eights. They went from hip bone to hip bone. The pulsating pressure on Julie’s abdomen, Susan knew would stimulate the area of Julie’s cervix and womb, heightening her desire to be entered. Susan’s strokes of her tongue and hands continued and Julie’s demands for clitoris stimulation increased.

Susan blocked Julie’s hands when they tried giving her clit relief. After being denied contact with her own cunt by Susan, she settled for twisting and pulling on her own nipples for some sexual release. Susan lapped up the juice that flowed down along Julie’s crack after it was far enough away from the place it came. Susan didn’t want even the possibility of satisfying Julie’s itch to orgasm.

Over and over again Julie pleaded to Susan, “Gawd I need you in me. Fuck me with your tongue ... Lover, please eat me I have to cum.” For ten minutes of intentionally diverting all touches away from the center of Julie’s soaking box and clit. Susan gave Julie one long glorious lap inside her puffy red lascivious pussy folds. It ended with her tongue tip flicking the erect clit at the joining of the folds. “Oh god ... holy fuck ... oh shit do that again ... I need it again,” Julie said her hips humping up searching for the luscious feeling she had just experienced. Julie’s breathing had gone to a full-out panting like a bitch in heat. Susan immediately began again heightening Julie’s expectations. The single temporary cessation of desires unfulfilled was the ultimate tease. The next time she touched Julie there, it’d be one of infinite pleasure not of divine denial.

Susan hoped, she had Julie to the point where she’d have a raucous orgasm without thinking about her gift’s pleasure. In Susan’s mind, she would’ve done her duties well if, Julie couldn’t think of anything but the explosion of pleasure in her pussy. But it would be Julie’s ultimate decision, she had just been pushed to new heights. So after she had pulled on the girl’s labia with her teeth a couple of times she asked, “I promised to let your lips be on my pussy while mine were on yours. Do you want me to stop so we can enjoy each other together?”

To her surprise from Julie’s gasping lips came, “Yes I want ... to taste you ... while cumming,”

Susan reluctantly obliged her gift recipient. She left Julie’s puffy and flowing slit via the fine blonde line of pubic hair that matched her own. The hair tickled Susan’s lips as she kissed her way away from Julie’s hot neglected cunt. Slowly the trail of kisses led to Julie’s indented belly button. Her tongue rimmed the outside ridge of the cavity before she plunged the wet tip of her tongue in, filling the void. With the depression in the center of her lover’s stomach fully explored Susan progressed back up to the breast that she’d drained earlier. Again she massaged and plied her oral expertise to Julie’s responsive breast teasing and titillating the orbs. Unrelenting, Susan’s thumb and index finger glided up and down either side of the bloated petals of her partner’s cunt. She used the oily excretions for lubricating her digits. The combination of oral and manual stimulation kept Julie mentally unhinged with desire.

Susan’s mouth manipulations of Julie’s breast ended. Shortly after her lips were bounding up Julie’s slender smooth neck, heading for her cute little dangling earlobe. Susan’s lips gripped the small bit of flesh having her tongue’s tip flick over it before moving on to the pouty lips. She navigated both sides of a finely rounded jawline before meshing her lips with Julie’s. The moans of sexual cravings entered Susan’s mouth when their tongues danced the tango. The lack of contact with her clit or entry of her juice-spewing pussy canal kept Julie’s breathing ragged. Julie was manic. She was hoping for the fingers teasing her opening’s inflamed protective covering to enter her, as their tongue’s dance progressed. A garbled “God I need you,” escaped between Julie’s breathless gasps and tongue’s close step Cortes with Susan.

Susan obliging Julie’s need, broke their locked lips freeing up Julie’s lips for Susan’s size AA swollen solid right tit. With her tit firmly planted in the greedy lips, the sucking of her nipple started. Julie’s need abated a bit as she gave the pleasure to Susan instead of receiving it. She sucked, nipped, and flicked the nipple fed to her. Susan’s soft hands cupped and polished Julie’s ass cheeks and the back of her thighs, while her nipples were ravaged. Susan’s fingertips made small ventures to the sensitive skin between her puckered brown hole and her wet labia. Julie panted around the nipple in her mouth.