Chapter 7

Eagerly, Lynn squirmed into position in front of them with her voluptuous white thighs opened wide apart enflaming Virgin's desire flushed face, her gilded-hair fringed cunt splayed like a delectable, butterflied fillet before her, its sensitive pink flesh moist with the passionate heat of her own prurient desire. Virgin marveled at it, her eyes momentarily fixed on the vibrant, tense clitoris that peeked out at her from its glistening shrine, the coral petals of her inner lips seeming to quiver as did the small opening of her Baby's vagina in its need of sensual pacification.

Behind her, Walo kept kneeing in closer as he rhythmically sawed his giant hardened cock into the still painfully expanded channel of her cunt, sinking it another portion of an inch with every powerful in-thrust, the almost violent spasms of pain- pleasure it was bringing her immediately firing her toward her second climax. She gazed in near animalist salacity at Lynn's golden laced pussy, then buried her face into it, feeling the warm viscid moisture as she sucked at the jewel of her clitoris and felt Lynn's full, rounded hips give themselves up to her; then she licked the entire area hungrily with her small tongue while behind her, the massive prick stabbed and pummeled in growing masochistic entrancement the most secret inner parts of her cunt, cervix and belly.

Lynn whimpered aloud in her mounting drive, and Virgin felt the delicate, soft hands of her goddess caressing her cheeks and fingering through her long, raven hair. Wildly, she thrust her tongue up Lynn's hot vagina, tasting its pun gent female secretions, then withdrawing it and flicking her tongue-tip into the tiny orifice of her urethra, sensing her darling squirming passionately beneath her. She enclosed her lips suckingly around the tiny clitoris and tenderly pulled at it, hearing the soft mewling sounds raise into Lynn's throat. Oh... her sweet, sweet darling, she thought in her ever-rising ecstasy... her sweet and beautiful darling... she loved her!

Suddenly, Virgin felt Walo's pelvis and thighs slap hollowly against the rounded soft cheeks of her ass and the backs of her legs, his sperm-bloated balls swinging forward with the force of his thrust to caress her open split and throbbing clitoris. He was home... ! She was stuffed completely with his Herculean cock... and just as always, it was about to drive her right out of her mind! Again, she drew the tiny nub of Lynn's clitoris into her mouth and sucked ravenously, at the same time, jabbing it enticingly with her tongue. She reached up with both hands to squeeze, stroke, and caress Lynn's full, throbbing breasts, while her mouth grew more lascivious... opened wantonly, her tongue a frenzied instrument of nothing but lewd carnal delight.

Lynn knew that she was moaning, sighing, gasping, that she'd lost all control of herself, that the exalting enchantment taking place between her thighs in the flowered-open split of her cunt, was about to change her existence for the rest of her life! Vaguely, she remembered telling Virgin that she was not a lesbian... and perhaps she hadn't been then, but if the term meant to desire a woman, and she knew it did, then, she was lost!

There had never been anything like this in her sexual being, nor could she imagine any other approach ever satisfying her again... Yet, she watched as if hypnotized, her eyes locked on Virgin's beautiful contorted face when she momentarily raised up, reading the sensuous rapture there caused by the absolutely magnificent fucking Walo was giving her from behind. She saw the willowy girl's lovely, taut breasts dancing and swaying beneath her writhing torso, keeping cadence with the cherub-faced imbecile's lust-hardened prick skewering deeper and deeper into her incited raw flesh, a merciless piston of glistening, blood-filed muscle sinking to its full depth far, far up into her soft white belly.