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off first.” She grasped my
camisole and pulled it over my head. “You have magnificent
breasts.”
    “Yes, that’s all good, but touch me.” I
grabbed her hand. “Touch my pussy.”
    “You’re soaking wet.”
    “Oh! If you do that a little longer I’ll
explode. It won’t take long. I’m almost there.”
    “I haven’t even touched you, girl.” She
seemed slightly astounded.
    The little I was receiving wasn’t enough. I
pounced on her, straddling a leg and began to grind myself against
her. “Oh, Millie!” Something strange had happened to me that I
couldn’t quite explain. In my mind, I saw the bandit, and my body
seemed to think her leg was his cock. I went mad rutting on it,
nearly insane with want. “Oh! Oh, my goodness. I’m so sorry!” I
threw my head back and moaned, while sparks flashed behind my
eyelids and the world tumbled into rapture. I rode her shamelessly,
enjoying the dwindling convulsions of my orgasm. I collapsed on the
bed. “Ooohh…”
    “You little tart.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “My leg’s all wet.” Her hand was on my
stomach. “You used me.”
    “I did,” I laughed. “That was fun.”
    She smacked my thigh. “You’ve become an
unruly student.”
    “It felt so good.”
    “You’re more like your mother than you
think.”
    I turned on my side, holding my head in the
palm of my hand. “You keep saying that. What do you know?” I pushed
her. “Tell me.”
    “I’ve heard stories about Africa. Orgies and
things. There was a great white ape also. I think your mother knew
him.”
    “Tarzan.”
    “You’ve heard of him then?”
    “I met him. He’s no ape. He’s just a
man.”
    “It’s my turn now.”
    “But what else do you know?”
    “Isn’t an orgy bad enough?”
    “That sounds exciting.”
    “Hold your tongue! Don’t think things like
that.”
    “I’m not allowed to do them, and now I can’t
even think about them? That’s hardly fair.” I giggled at her
shocked expression.
    “Lay back. I’m going to show you something
new.”
    “Oooh…I love new things.” She straddled me
facing the other direction. Her thighs were on either side of my
face, and her pussy was rapidly approaching. “What on earth are you
doing?”
    “I’ve heard of this. I want to try it.” Her
finger drove between the swollen lips of my pussy.
    “Oh! It’s so sensitive.”
    “And wet.”
    “Millie! I think I’m going to like this.”
    “It would surprise me if you didn’t.”
    I giggled, “I’m not that debauched.”
    “I beg to differ.” She lowered to my mound.
“Suck me, you dirty girl.”
    “Oh…ooommmm…” I buried my face in her moist
center, relishing the slightly musky aroma. Her tongue was in my
pussy, and it felt slinky and wet. I buzzed all over again, my body
humming a sensuous tune. I grasped the pillow and shoved it under
my head to hold myself up. Then I tongued her and used my fingers,
which rubbed over the distended lump of her clit.
    “Oh, girl…that’s so good.”
    I would have answered, but I was preoccupied,
sucking gently on the scalloped edges of her labia. I rubbed her
clit, and she moaned repeatedly; the soggy lump was even longer and
harder now. She drove a finger into me, while using her thumb over
my sensitive nub.
    “Ooohh…Sarah…” She pressed herself to my
mouth, wetting me thoroughly. “Oh, fuck me, girl! Fuck me!”
    I wasn’t the only one was aggressive that
afternoon. I thought I might drown from the deluge that trickled
down my throat. She was incredibly aroused. I hurtled towards
another orgasm with a woman’s vagina on my face. Grasping the soft
flesh of her hips, I bucked mine up to feel her tongue over me.
This happened repeatedly, until I gasped and moaned, my entire body
trembling in a series of mini-shocks.
    “Millie!” She sat on me, driving her cunt
into my mouth. I thought I would surely suffocate in the sodden
folds, but she groaned then, shuddering, rubbing her core hard and
low.
    “You dirty girl!