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Like how you’re touching mine?” the tense teenager mused aloud.
     
    “Exactly like
this,” Carrie replied as she squeezed and kneaded the tissue with a practiced
hand. She could feel the nipples of Roxanne began to harden with a growing
arousal. Little knobs of joy, just dying to be set free.
     
    “He made me feel so
sexy… Can you imagine how it feels to know somebody craves your body with every
fiber of their being?”
     
    “I’d like to,”
Roxanne moaned, biting her lip to stifle a groan. “I really would.”
     
    Carrie drew her
lips upward, planting them just beneath the ear of Roxanne. The horny, plump
things sucked on the lobe hanging down ever so slightly, as she spoke in a
sultry tone, “You are, Roxanne… I want to know every inch of your body. I want
to explore every curve of your sexy ass and these hot, big boobs.”
     
    “Oh god,” the young
girl arched her back suddenly and fiercely. “Is that what he said to you?”
     
    “Just as I’m saying
it to you, sexy girl,” Carrie replied, followed by her lips moving over the
front of Roxanne’s face. “Then he ran his hand along my cheeks like this… and
he dipped his head low for a kiss.”
     
    The mature sexpot
took Roxanne’s lips into her own mouth, sucking on the bottom one for a moment
or two, before transitioning to the top lip and performing the same action. And
then it was Carrie who felt one of the dainty hands belonging to the young girl
lift up and rest on her back, pulling them closer together.
     
    “Mmm, sexy girl…”
Carrie whispered between mouthfuls of lust. She opened her mouth, extending her
tongue outward, to lick the lips of Roxanne. That hot item ran the length of
those thick morsels, sending a shivering sensation through the young girl’s
entire body. It was amazing... That a gentle, light touch could bring about
such pleasurable feelings. Roxanne couldn’t help but wonder how that same
tongue would feel pressed on her now dripping southern lips. 
     
    “He kissed you like
this?” Roxanne gushed, with both of her hands gripping the back of her
desirable friend.
     
    “Mmhmm, and he even
did this…” Carrie said as she slipped her tongue into the mouth of that tight-bodied
teen. She let it rub against the young girl’s tongue, trapping it against hers
before sucking it back into her own mouth.
     
    “Awww…” Roxanne
moaned, squeezing harder on the backside of Carrie. The older woman helped her
along by pushing those adventurous hands down to her ass, showing the excited
lass just where and how to grab.
     
    “And I held him
like this,” she said. “Put your hands on me, squeeze my ass – that’s it.
Squeeze my ass.”
     
    Roxanne didn’t stop
to ask if the boyfriend had actually requested such things; she just assumed he
didn’t, and continued right on kneading the dough-like ass of her mother’s best
friend.
     
    “Man, your ass
feels even better than it looks,” Roxanne smiled.
     
    “I’ve got a few
more things that feel even better,” the mature woman whispered, still sucking
on the lips of her young mistress.
     
    “Tell me about your
boyfriend again,” came her reply. “What did he do to you next? Show me…”
     
    “He was on top of
me, just like,” Carrie began. “Sucking on my mouth… feeling my breasts… I bet
you like that, don’t you Roxanne?”
     
    “Yes, I do…” she
moaned.
     
    “Then, after he had
gotten my pussy to run with excitement, though he didn’t know it yet… he ran
his hand down my body, just like this.”
     
    It was here that
Carrie took her right hand, and moved it southward, starting the slow audacious
journey to the waistband of Roxanne’s tight yoga pants. The older woman would
sigh every inch or so, reveling in the touch of her young friend. The toned,
voluptuous body. It was like she had been created with the sole person of love
making in mind. Everything about the cute girl screamed of sex and wanton
desire. The way her stomach would