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CHAPTER FOUR

Saturday afternoon Maureen came over to Janey's house with a bottle of champagne.

"What's the celebration?" asked Janey, after a momentary hesitation because it was only three o'clock.

"Down, Duke, down," she said, patting him firmly but aloofly on the head and shoulders. "What it is, Janey, is my sex life. I'm going a mile a minute. Terry on Thursday night and this guy Mike again last night."

"You got two good ones, huh?"

"Both of 'em can fuck like gorillas, and Mike has a tongue like an elephant."

"Next thing you ought to get is a donkey," responded Janey with a bright laugh.

"Whoa," cried Maureen as the plastic cork shot out of the champagne bottle with a loud pop. She quickly lowered the neck so the bubbly would pour into a glass. "Janey, that guy Terry's dingus is bigger than a donkey's, and he smells a whole lot better over all."

"I should hope so. Last time I was on a farm the last thing I thought about was sex."

"You never had a horse or anything, did you?"

"No! But I've looked at them."

"Who hasn't."

"I wonder what would be like?"

"Wouldn't be like anything, Janey. A horse might be too big, or it would take long to mount him. You'd be cold. Now the thing to do would be to train Duke to go after you. Down, boy! Actually it looks like you don't have too far to go."

Janey gave her a funny smile.

"Maureen, you haven't told me much about this guy, Mike."

"I thought you were a good girl. You don't want to hear things that'll drag you back into the fishbowl."

"Rodney's, going to be away all weekend working. Go ahead; I can at least listen."

"Janey, this guy has a taste for everything. The first time I met him we weren't kissing for more than ten minutes before he went down on me and gave me the greatest head I've ever received. And when we had more time, he went all around the world with me. If I wanted to, I could just lie there and let him cover me with kisses."

Petting Duke's head, Janey stared kind of meltingly at her and nodded.

She smiled back at Janey, seeing that she was hot but didn't say anything. "So after a while, I get on top of him and fuck like a two-legged mare. He's the type of person who wants to do everything, and from the way he talks in between sex, it sounds like he's done everything already."

"Like what?"

"Using ticklers and dildos, having threesomes, orgies. He wanted to put on a huge dildo and go up my ass with it, but I held hack. I let him put his penis in there though. It's fairly long, kind or slender – really feels good."

Janey drank some more. Her face was crowded with lust.

"I tell you, honey, I would do almost anything with him. And now he's got these friends, a man and a woman, he showed me their pictures – nude pictures, yet! – and he's going I arrange a little party with us and them."

"Have you ever done that?"

"Just a few times."

"I only did it once." There was a longish pause. "It wasn't bad. You really have to he in the mood. The sex happens naturally. It doesn't matter who you're with in those situations."

Maureen nodded. "When I'm fucking with a man, don't mind if a woman is there."

"Would you kiss another woman?"

Maureen looked at her kind of embarrassedly Janey felt that way, too. A lump formed in her throat.

"I've done it," said Maureen slowly. "If you're in the mood, it's not that different. It's – even kind of a thrill."

Janey hissed without meaning to. Their eyes met intimately, played and probed, and danced away. Janey felt her nipples hardening. "You ought to invite him over here," she said.

"Which one?"

"Both of them."

Maureen laughed loudly. That felt better. The joking was a release. She went over to the couch. Duke followed her.

"Good boy," she said, patting him on the head. He started sniffing noisily up and down her upper leg, crossed over the other one. "That tickles, boy!" She rubbed his head and neck some more. "Janey, this animal is awfully friendly."

Janey laughed but said nothing, continued to sip her champagne. When the glass was empty she poured some more.

Maureen had a maxi dress on that buttoned up the middle of the skirt section. She brought her dangling foot down to the floor and watched Duke, sniff around her hem and then stick his head up underneath eagerly.

"Janey! This dog is something else!" She laughed at her friend with her face all pinched up by humour, lust and wine.

"Wait a minute, Janey! Wait a minute… he's going right at me. What a sniffer, what a… oh, Janey," drawled Maureen with amazement and pleasure. "Oh… Janey… What is he doing with his tongue, Janey…"

Janey felt hot now. She couldn't hold the secret back any longer. "He likes to lick me sometimes, and I let him. Does he feel good?"

Maureen nodded slowly, staring at Janey.

Janey walked over to the couch with her glass and bottle, both of which she placed on the floor. She and Maureen looked at each other for a while, then Janey put her arm around Maureen's shoulders. They leaned their heads back against the top of the couch and looked at each other with strange abandon. Janey felt all tingly. She felt suddenly free, yet possessed. With Maureen inviting her, she mover her face forward slowly and gently kissed her friend on the lips. Maureen responded with a soft kiss, opening her lips and touching the tip of her tongue to the tip of Janey's lips.

Janey's left arm was around Maureen's shoulders and her right hand held Maureen's in Maureen's lap, right above Duke's active head. Maureen closed her eyes and let her mouth gape slightly. She was savouring the genital licking the dog was giving her. She squeezed Janey's hand. Janey stared at her face.

"Take off your pants," she said slowly. "It's much better that way."

Maureen opened her eyes. "Oh," she replied lazily, "I don't know."

"It's OK," said Janey, feeling she was more the excited one.

"It's OK," she repeated. "I'll take off mine, too. It feels good, doesn't it? We can let him lick both of us. All we have to do is sit here. It's better than talking about it. You're not nervous, are you?"

"Not now," said Maureen softly, shaking her head.

Janey let go her hand and started to unzip her slacks. Maureen watched her friend stand up and slid the garment down her legs. Janey had a pretty ass. The silk panties clung to them alluringly.

Maureen pulled the flap of her skirt upward steadily, popping the snaps one after the other. Then she undid the buttons of her top part, until her entire dress was open and she sat there really covered only by a bra and panties. Janey stared a while at Maureen's nipples pushing out of the fine bra fabric. Then she called Duke away from Maureen's crotch and guided him to her own. Duke nuzzled her eagerly and began licking right against the panties. Janey closed her eyes and moved her hips slowly. Then she quickly pulled down her panties, giving Maureen a terrific sudden view of her naked ass. When she straightened up, Maureen liked how she looked even better – round, firm, prominent hips, a few wispy black hairs at the bottom.

"Mm," said Janey, "that feels good, Duke. Lick me, boy, lick me!" She enjoyed that for a while, and when she turned around to get back on the couch, she saw Maureen without her bra and panties. Janey sat down and they stared at each other. Duke was licking Janey's cunt.

"Let me take this off for you," said Maureen, running her hand smoothly over the front of Janey's bra. Janey sat forward a little and let Maureen reach behind her to undo the clasp. When it was free, Janey took the garment off and tossed it aside. Maureen rubbed the top of her back and shoulders for a while.

"That feels good," said Janey. Her tits got goose pimples, and her nipples got very erect. She touched the right one and stroked her back and Duke licked her fragrant and now very damp pussy. She could smell her own, and she could smell Maureen's too.

Maureen moved her head closer, letting her long hair fall onto Janey's skin. She moved her head around, trailing the hair across Janey's sensitive shoulder and part of her breast. Maureen touched Janey's left breast softly, feeling the goose-pimpled skin and hard nipple. She tweaked it between thumb and forefinger.

"Does it feel good?" she asked.

"Yes," said Janey, struggling to overcome the lump in her throat.

Maureen pulled away and leaned back against the couch, her shoulders wide, displaying her longer breasts which curved upward slightly at the tips. Her brown nipples looked very long. Janey looked at her friend's body. The belly was a bit rounder, the black pubic hair not as abundant as Janey's, but it trailed up past Maureen's navel and out across her thighs and down her legs a little further. She touched the top of Maureen's near thigh. Her skin was a little bit darker than Janey's.

Duke hit a very sensitive spot and Janey spoke to him, urging him to continue more aggressively. She spread her legs wider and moved deeper into the cushion to expose more of her crotch to the animal. Her hand played with Maureen's knee. Maureen played with her own bush and watched the dog eat Janey.

"It's amazing," she said. "He really goes for it. You're so lucky, Janey, to have somebody around who'll go down on you any time you want but never talk back to you."

Janey laughed. "I just started doing this with him. Think of what I almost wasted!"

They both stared, smiling, faces flushed with lust, eyes and mouth damp, as the handsome head of the Dane bobbed and dug between Janey's legs. When his lips brushed across her clit and tickled her, she jumped. She lay back, legs open to him, gradually starting to move up and down as the dog brought her pitch up. "I shouldn't hog it all for myself," she said.

"That's OK," said Maureen. "It's fascinating. It makes me hot to watch."

Janey turned her head around and looked at her with a kind of twisted grin. It looked like she might be ready to come soon. Maureen gazed into her eyes. Both of them felt softer, warmer, hotter, melting inside their chests with desire. Maureen reached out a hand and touched Janey's tit again. Her hand was firmer now and squeezed the lovely breast confidently. Their eyes met and seemed to draw them closer. Their mouths opened in readiness to kiss. A thrill ran through their bodies. Their legs touched and leaned against each other. Janey started to rub hers against Maureen's. Maureen came closer, till their arms, sides, and one breast touched. Their faces came together again, this time without hesitation. They kissed like real lovers, slowly, wetly, warmly. Their mouths opened and stuck together. Tongues felt each other and ran deeply into each other's mouths. Their hands caressed each other's arms, tits, sides. Janey touched Maureen's belly, putting a finger into the belly button, trailing her fingertips down the hairy warmth to Maureen's bush. There she spread her fingers out firmly and combed her way through. Soon her hand rested on Maureen's cunt, which was hot and wet. The musk of it grew stronger, deeper, more concentrated and tantalised Janey's nostrils. She moved her hand around on her friend's organ.

"That feels good, Duke," she said.

"That feels good, too, Janey," said Maureen.

Janey stroked the hairs around the warm pussy lips. Her wet hand spread out the moisture and dampened the hairs. She caressed Maureen's pussy and crotch while Maureen kissed her warmly on the cheek and then ran her tongue tip into Janey's ear, feeling the outline of the involuted structure, then plastering her whole tongue into the opening.

It gave Janey a new thrill and more impetus to her stroking. She was lifting her own crotch up and down against Duke's eager, noisy, whining face (she caressed his flanks with her feet at some points). At the same time she stroked Maureen's cunt with longer and deeper motions. The wet pussy opened up to her, the soft thick wet lips spread around her fingers and subtly beckoned them inside. Janey ran her finger tip all around Maureen's tough little clitoris, and Maureen started squirming. She kissed Janey hungrily on the mouth some more and gripped her wrist tightly with her left hand, urging Janey to play with her more. Their passions were still rising. Maureen encircled Janey's shoulders and neck with her other arm and caressed her girlfriend's warm smooth skin. She dangled her hand over farther and tickled Janey's far tit with the skin of her fingertips. Then she touched the nipple and toyed with it, pinched it gently, and stroked circles around and over it. Janey moaned it pleasure. Two bodies acting on her sexually! The thought gave her as much pleasure as the actual movements of flesh and doubled her excitement.

She pulled her mouth away from Maureen's hungry one just enough to say, "Maureen, it feels so good, keep touching me, feel me more like this!" Their breaths mingled hotly for a few seconds as they played with each other's bodies, and now and then little cries, moans, and sighs escaped their lips like kisses. Maureen stuck her tongue way out and dragged the tip across Janey's mouth. Janey revelled in the sensation, then met Maureen's tongue with her own. They locked tongues and licked around and around each other's tongues. Their tongues flicked on each other, and then leaped together in a full French mouth embrace. Their lips met again and melted against each other. Maureen's hands rubbed and squeezed Janey's tits so well – Duke sucked her cunt to the edge of orgasm, and she finger-fucked Maureen's pussy and rubbed it up and down with masturbatory frenzy. They were both writhing on the couch in the throes of sex, and suddenly forgot about the dog. Janey swung around to meet Maureen and the two of them pressed their cunts together and embraced face on, kissing deeply and passionately. Their tits pressed together, and their hands flew over each other's backs. Maureen pressed forward, and Janey went down on her back. Their thighs and cunts rubbed together wildly. Duke was not passive in all this. He began frisking about, nuzzling them here and there, licking Maureen's legs and feet, tickling the sensitive areas of her skin and thus driving her even further on.

She let go Janey's tongue and kissed her mouth and nose again very quickly, demandingly, uncontrollably. Janey felt a trembling in her loins, and so did Maureen. The dog climbed up onto the couch too and started licking Maureen's ass, deftly stimulating the hips and the wet fragrant crack between. She pressed her crotch down onto Janey's and rubbed it firmly. At some points it seemed their clitorises were in direct contact, but the sensation was new to them, they weren't always sure.

What they were sure of, however, was the great pleasure they were feeling from this warm contact. Their cunts throbbed in unison, the juices and odours mingling till it seemed like each of them was transformed. Maureen looked at Janey's arm, an inch away. So close it looked unlike the arm of her old friend. Janey's whole body looked like that of a different person. Of course Maureen had never seen it naked, nor had she been naked in front of Janey before – though they might as well have been, from the way they shared sexual gossip. Was this the natural next step? No, not necessarily. But, it was natural. And it felt good. And it was new. From now on, they would never be the same two people again. The thought exhilarated Maureen, and it scared her just a little bit, too. But she knew this intimacy they shared, their new mutual secret, had to be a good thing.

These thoughts ran through her mind quickly, and she didn't spend a great deal of time or energy on them. The physical sensations of their spontaneous tryst were much more important and compelling. Janey in fact was bouncing up and down beneath her, starting to come again, lifting Maureen's body with her terrific thrusting. Maureen clasped her tighter, holding on for dear life. She felt like she was riding Janey. And the dog was licking each of them in turn.

"Yes, Duke, lick me, lick me," said Maureen fiercely, feeling the orgasmic thrills spreading in her body too. Janey stroked Maureen's spine and placed her hand on her girlfriend's buttocks. She caressed them firmly, more a grip than a stroke, and it really felt good. Before she knew it Maureen's ass was opening to her, and she soon had a finger part way up her rectum. Possessed by hot flashes, Maureen thrilled to this new intimacy. She dug the feeling of that finger inside her, and Janey for her part seemed just as attached and moved the digit around sensuously, as if it were the centre of their lovemaking. Duke was right now licking Maureen's cunt, and she was trembling with renewed desire. Dizzy with sweat, misty-eyed with passion, Maureen kissed Janey hotly on the cheek and neck and hair and rubbed her whole body on her girlfriend's. Meanwhile that finger kept moving inside her butt.

The feel of it brought back quick visions of crazy things that had happened to her or which she had imagined at some time: a doctor giving her an examination, a rectal thermometer used on her when she was a child, the hesitant touches of young adolescent lovers, and the mouth of an old boyfriend who'd once kissed her ass and licked her anus for about fifteen minutes, pushing his tongue as far inside the hole as he could get it, raving whenever his tongue was free about how he was now as hard as a giant sequoia and wanted to slip his penis up her ass more than anything in the world. She didn't let him go that far, but maybe she should have. Men had done it since, but that first time had some special passion attached to it.

But it didn't matter. She kissed Janey on the forehead and stroked her hair. Janey was bouncing again, getting her pussy off against Maureen's left leg, while Maureen got the same thing off Janey's. She reached a hand down along Janey's thigh and curved it underneath until she contacted her friend's wet pussy. She rubbed her fingers on it and moved them in and out. Then she felt Duke's tongue licking her fingers and Janey's cunt. She pressed her thighs more firmly down on Janey's wriggling crotch and pressed her cunt more firmly down on Janey's hot smooth leg. The bouncing gave special stimulation to her clitoris, and she imagined Janey must be feeling the same thing.

They were writhing and thrusting frantically now, coming onto the peak of orgasm and it was fantastic, thrilling them over and over again.

She felt something big and warm and hairy spread out on her back. Duke! That fucking dog! But he felt good, like a relaxing blanket, even if rather heavy. In the state they were in she didn't notice his weight. She felt his lower body move on her ass, then she felt something slender and slick move between the lips of her cunt. Duke was thrusting away on her – he was fucking her!

A few moments later, as she and Janey began to come down, Maureen said, "Janey, your dog likes me. In fact he's fucking the shit out of me, and I feel kind of funny." Janey looked over Maureen's shoulder with a shocked expression and saw the dog doing her girlfriend with a passion. "Duke!" she yelled. "Duke! Stop that! Stop it! No!" But her commands met only an open mouth, hanging tongue, and loud frantic panting on the part of the dog.

Janey squeezed out from under Maureen and got onto her feet rather gingerly. Then she took two determined strides to where she could slap Duke severely across the butt. Three sharp cracks and he was off Maureen and dashing away for safety, away from Janey's vengeful form.

"Gee, I'm sorry, Maureen." Maureen looked up at her weakly. "He's never done that to me. I hope you didn't feel too queer, or that he spoiled anything."

Maureen shrugged.

Then Janey grinned. "Was it good?" she joked.

"You've got to be putting me on!" exploded Maureen with exasperation.

Janey shrieked with laughter and slapped her girlfriend on the buttocks. Maureen grabbed for her and missed.

"Maybe we ought to wash up."

"Sounds like a good idea."

They went into the bathroom, turned on the water, collected towels, and when the water was warm enough, they pulled out the shower button, pulled the curtain around the tub and stepped in.

The water was refreshing and soothing. They took turns soaping each other's bodies, not neglecting the intimate corners they had just discovered in each other. Janey pin-pointed her douche-bag and suggested Maureen use it to get out the dog sperm. Maureen nodded and finished washing the outside of her body.

When they stepped out on the rug and towelled off, Janey mixed up a scented douche for Maureen to use and worked on her face in the mirror over the sink while Maureen sat in the tub behind her and cleaned out her vagina.

"This stuff is sweet, Janey. I'm going to smell good enough to eat tonight."

"Which one are you going to see?"

"Neither one actually. Not tonight. Unless Mike calls me between nine and ten at home. He said there was a chance."

"That's generous of him."

"If you had a chance to fuck him you'd believe what you were saying."

Maureen got up and put down the instrument. She stepped out of the tub and towelled off her thighs and lower legs and ass. Janey's ass was right in front of her as she bent over to wipe low on her legs. Maureen leaned forward and kissed Janey's hip. Janey turned a sudden smile over her shoulder.

Maureen stood up, walked up behind her, let her body press against her and looked at Janey's face in the mirror. Her hands were on Janey's shoulders. Janey swivelled her hips a couple times for fun, but Maureen felt a new surge of excitement. The hips brushed against her mound and she felt like climbing up Janey's back.

Her arms encircled Janey at the waist. She felt the prominent curls of her pubic hair touching her wrist. She moved one of her hands downward smoothly and let it rest on Janey's mound.

"Oh!" said Janey. "Want some more, huh?"

Maureen just smiled meltingly at her. Their eyes met in the mirror – Maureen's more passionate, Janey's a bit cooler, eyes round, mouth small and open. She paused in what she was doing and regarded Maureen in the mirror. She felt Maureen's cunt getting wet against the back of her upper thigh.

She put down her face cleaning tools and turned around to face Maureen. "Honey, you're really feeling sexy," she said. She looked down at Maureen's long, firm tits. The nipples were big, sticking up at her. She grit her teeth and rubbed her cunt against Maureen's. "Let me make you feel good," she sad, sliding her hands down Maureen's back to her nice big hips, where they rested and then began to caress the soft flesh gently, over and over.

Maureen closed her eyes. "Oh, that feels good. Good Janey. Don't stop, baby, keep doing it."

Her words and tone of voice sent a thrill through Janey's body. She felt her own nipples hardening.

She knelt slowly, bringing her hands softly over Maureen's buttocks and down the backs of her thighs. She caressed these and planted a firm dry kiss on Maureen's mound.

"Mm," said Maureen. "That's nice. Oh yes, do it again."

Janey brushed her lips all around the front of Maureen's crotch, feeling the widespread silky pubic hair on her face, and smelling the delicate sweet fragrance of the douche.

She kissed up again down Maureen's mound, and this time encountered the coolness of her vagina lips – the top of them, opening slightly to her mouth. Kissing Maureen on the vagina was like a silent way of talking to her. The big mouth in front of her spoke not but gradually unfolded and behind its movements, often surprising and elusive, were all the energies and other parts of Maureen's body – the bones, muscles, membranes, hairs.

On her knees, gripping the legs in front of her, she planted a firm open-mouthed kiss on the sweet, musky orifice. She gave it some tongue, feeling the inner rim of its large hard lips, the taste of it on her flat long tongue.

The taste was one of soft blossoms, sweet fruit. Maureen's skin had a delicate fragrance and tasted good. Janey kissed her from near the knee to above the crotch. She crushed her lips on it. Her tongue pistoned between. She moved her hips and elbows like she was dancing, making Maureen laugh and stumble back a foot or two, say, "Hey, Janey, let me stand up," putting her hands on Janey's hair, steadying herself, straddling her genital across the mouth of her friend, who looked up at her completely concentrating her mouth on tonguing her, and licked her lips. The buttocks of Janey shifted restlessly on the floor, her leg, and the heels of her bottom-up feet.

Janey licked Maureen's lips. Maureen wanted to kiss her feet, but she felt pinioned by the pleasure tonguing out of Janey's mouth.

She thrust her pelvis onto Janey's mouth, and they started to swing in several inches of an arc, moving down to Maureen on her knees, pussy up in Janey's mouth. If Janey went down to kiss the lower parts of her vagina, Maureen could move forward and cock her face askew of Janey's buttocks. Put her finger in between. Watch her suck it. She pulled her finger and licked it. She bent her head toward Janey's anus but could reach it. Janey's head pushed against her clitoris, making it painful for her lower belly, so she had to sit back up or lie down.

She sat up, Janey was bringing her to the brink of a waterfall. She squatted on the balls of her feet, and Janey licked that spoony tongue over her cream from underneath her wide shadowy crotch. She brushed the hairs curling up the front of her juicy thighs. Janey, gripping Maureen's ankles or buttocks, would swing out of the saddle to caress the thighs over her which sometimes pressed on her face, or on her nipples when she put her tongue up Maureen.

Maureen started jacking off when Janey came up for a minute or two. She continued to squat and bounce her legs tightly while she talked, hips to heels.

Janey, recovering her verbal senses, fingered herself, too.

"This guy gave me a dildo," said Maureen.

"What kind," said Janey, warming up to the idea.

Maureen jacked herself on. "It's a soft pink one, slides in – very easily – and it's so smooth it feels like it's flexible, but it's not."

"Mm! Wow." Janey gestured toward Maureen's cunt, spread her legs out and their feet contacted again, Janey rubbing her soles over the top of Maureen's flat squatting feet while she rubbed herself. Finally Maureen sat down, and Janey zeroed in on her cunt.

"Do you want to lick it some more?"

"Yes."

"OK," Maureen pulled her hips back by rolling her legs in and holding them in her arms.

Janey dipped forward, placing her hand on Maureen's under-thighs and touching her tongue right to the cunt. "You taste good," Maureen heard her say. Sexily she felt Janey's tongue probe her vagina, glide in and flip on the lips up and down or in a circle. It slipped right down to her bottom and entered. The tip moved out and licked up to the ridges of her membranes to the skin and hair then back to the rear entrance. "Janey! Ah!" laughed Maureen, holding herself up on Janey's back. "Oh! Uh! I wanted to do it to you before." Maybe with a dildo, she thought.

Janey washed out her mouth after a while and came back to kiss Maureen's pussy. Maureen had moved back against the door and had her feet flat on the floor. Janey applied herself assiduously after brushing back her hair. Lying on her side she sucked on the mouth of the vagina of her friend. The vagina squirmed and responded to her tongue kiss. The duration was ten or fifteen minutes. Then Janey asked her if she wanted the dildo. Maureen smiled broadly for a long time before saying, "I think I do want it," moving on Janey's finger embedded to the hilt in her vagina. "OK," said Janey, moving gently twisting her finger where it was, "so you want to try that artificial cock? Will it feel good?"

"Oh, that feels good! No, it won't be artificial if you put it there. It almost like a human if you think about it with somebody."

"I'll sit behind you and move it and caress you and you'll think I'm a man!"

"Or Janey with a cock!"

Janey squeezed Maureen in mock anger. Their mouths entwined in a dreamy kiss. Maureen got up to get the instrument out of her tote bag in the other room. Janey heard. "Down, Duke! OK, OK… don't lick me!" She heard Maureen striding back in and looked up at her. Curling hairs and smiling face.

Maureen got down in the centre of the floor on all fours and sat facing Janey. "Here it is," holding it at her.

Janey took out the pink rippling dingus between her thumb and four fingers of one hand. Looked under it and down at the base. The head had a gentle full round tip and rippled back toward the middle in hair-like waves to simulate skin or the cords of a man's dick. Janey frowned at it and felt it with her fingers with pleasure. Maureen put her hand on it, too.

"Now, if I sit like this facing you, you might want to guide it right in about an inch." Maureen spread her legs, and spread the lips of her cunt with her fingers and smiled at Janey and the dingus being rubbed against her cunt. The surface of it was smooth and made Maureen tingle. "Come on, now, guide it in." She gripped Janey's hand very firmly, hardly moving, and followed it towards her groin as the tip of the phallus slipped in.

She breathed heavily as Janey concentrated on the intromission. Janey's fingers were on her cunt massaging and helping them spread. Soon the dildo was really in the grip of her cunt. She leaned back, rolling on her hips, holding her legs in the air, scissoring them, and finally spreading them invitingly.

Janey crouched between them on her knees and squeezed the base and shaft of the dildo. It moved in Maureen's body. Maureen moved back. Her legs sucked Janey toward her like tentacles or a bellows in reverse, and Janey grabbed her feet and kissed them, caressing them while she moved her pubis carefully against the cushioned back of the dildo and pressed forward on Maureen, who accepted more of the rod.

Janey caressed Maureen's legs from ankle to knee, caressing the muscles between very relaxingly. She massaged the backs of Maureen's quivering thighs with special care. Gradually, he moved forward till the back of Maureen's thigh, were touching her breasts. She caressed the hips and around the vagina of Maureen with both hands, then just one hand. The other felt Maureen's anus. Janey twisted the rod and moved it in and out Maureen grabbing her with her legs. Janey put a finger up Maureen's ass, and held it there firmly until Maureen had completely come.