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other toes to keep it from being knocked again. Is that champagne?”
    “Of course! What would sex with me be without some bubbly?” Ginger asked, pouring them both a glass.
    “True that! Thanks for the pickup, by the way.”
    “No prob. Besides,” Ginger winked, “I can never have enough of you. One day, you will feel the same about me.”
    “Ging… Not this again. We mess around purely for pleasure, but I like cock. I mean,” Dahlia blushed. “I ’ m pretty sure I will once I finally get to try one.”
    “ You can’ t fault me for trying,” Ginger laughed good-naturedly. “You are just so beautiful and taste so delicious. Mmmm, and you know how much I love biscuits and honey. I want you as mine.”
    “You make it sound like my pussy is a side dish to fried chicken.”
    “I would love it as a main course even more,” Ginger hinted.
    “You can have me now, if you like,” Dahlia purred as Ginger ’ s fingers began to knead her breast.
    “I feel so used,” came the muffled response from the mouth now wrapped around the pert nipple. Ginger slowly kissed and fondled her way down Dahlia ’ s body, working her head between the supple thighs and kissing the top of her pelvis.
    “Such a pretty girl,” Ginger hummed, stroking the fine blond hair that had been dyed to match her ombre. “Pink hair and the pinkest pussy I have ever seen. It looks like cotton candy and tastes as sweet.”
    She tenderly kissed Dahlia ’ s inner thighs, moving down one leg and up the other, stopping only to give her pussy a quick, teasing peck. Dahlia groaned, wriggling impatiently as Ginger repeated the journey, this time up her ribs and arms.
    Ginger prided herself on being able to give the best oral sex that money could buy. She considered herself a connoisseur of the female body, and she craved Dahlia ’ s soft, warm pussy that dripped with sweet nectar… Eager to satisfy her appetite, she ran her tongue from the bottom of Dahlia ’ s slit to the top, opening her lips to reveal the small, dark pink jewel. Ginger blew gently upon it before closing her mouth around it, applying soft suction as though she were suckling a nipple. She then swirled her tongue around… Tickling, lapping, and flicking, using her entire organ. Dahlia ’ s unfettered jerking, followed by the entwinement of fingers in Ginger ’ s bright red hair, was all that Ginger needed to dive in with greater gusto. Her tongue swirled faster, followed by moments of suckling.
    “I wanna fuck you,” Ginger whispered.
    Dahlia nodded, briefly wondering when the other woman had managed to slip into her strap on dildo. She spread her legs wider, waiting eagerly for the monstrosity to penetrate.
    Ginger crawled up Dahlia ’ s body and boldly engulfed her mouth, plunging her tongue inside the soft, wet confines.
    “Your mouth is as sweet and soft as your kitty. Can you taste yourself?”
    “Uh huh… Mmmm,” Dahlia murmured, wrapping her arms around Ginger and pulling her tightly against her. Ginger reached between their legs and placed the head of the rubber cock at the drenched entrance, easing just the tip inside.
    “Are you ready to be fucked hard? Tell me you want it,” Ginger commanded, stiffening her back so she could aim the impaling device directly at its target.
    Dahlia’ s eyes glazed over. Finally! Rough play was about to begin! “It ’ s too big! You are going to hurt me!” she feigned protest.
    “Too bad. Take it, girl! Take all of it!”
    Dahlia released a cry as Ginger plunged the dildo within her in one, hard stroke. The length and width stretched her even more than she had prepared for, making her insides burn and attempt to expel the invader. Tears spilled from her eyes as the dildo sunk in and out of her hungry slit, making her dangle on the edge of pain and pleasure.
    Ginger stopped when she heard Dahlia ’ s breathing change. “Oh, no, you don ’t. You aren’ t going to come until I say so. On your knees!”
    Ginger unstrapped the