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The young woman's tight body descended, mouth level with Joanna's chest once more. Her tongue flicked around and over the older woman's nipples before taking the sensitive skin into her eager mouth and sucking with a touch more intensity than before.
Joanna took a sharp intake of breath, pushing herself into the brunette's mouth. "Would you hurry up and put your fingers in me!" She snapped, reminding Zara that her hand had been toying with the woman's sex before she'd lost herself in Joanna's tits.
Pushing her middle finger into her companion, it was Zara who groaned; the sensation of the digit slipping in and out of the warm wetness was amazing, akin to dipping one's fingers into warm honey. Just thinking about how it must look, made her own folds twitch. Realising she could see for herself, the young woman descended at a much quicker pace than before.
Lying between Joanna's legs, Zara marvelled as she watched one then two fingers slide in and out of the Professor, whose hips were now matching the steady pace Zara's hand had set. The sight of her coupled with the intoxicating aroma was too much to resist and, without a hint of the earlier trepidation, the young woman locked her lips around Joanna's clit.
The architect smiled inwardly at the sound of Joanna's ragged gasp. She sucked on the hard nub, feeling it swell under her manipulations. Curious, she changed tack and swirled her tongue over the bundle of nerves. This caused Joanna's hips to grind into her mouth. Interesting. The young woman contented herself in the numerous ways she could stimulate the bead: horizontal motions, vertical ones, flicks that concentrated to the left, the right, grazing her t-
"Zara, for Christ's sake!" Joanna tried to scold, but to the young woman it sounded an awful lot like a plead. However, the smugness was literally wiped from her face as the older woman's grip entwined in her hair and in a reversal of roles it was the young woman's pretty face that was thrust into Joanna's folds.
"Keep going with your fingers." Joanna instructed."That's it. Faster. Faster."
Zara complied, the pace of her fingers quickening. With the way her face pressed so deliciously into Joanna, her tongue bore down roughly on her clit.
Joanna was close, Zara could feel her start to shake, but, knowing how good it felt to teeter on the precipice, Zara did not instantly intensify her actions. Despite Joanna's ragged curses, she lessened her assault. However, she was only brave enough to do so for a moment before the low growl the Professor emitted encouraged her ramp the pace back up.
Then she felt it, that twitch under her tongue, the tremble of the woman's thighs against her head. That was the signal Zara had been waiting for and she curled her slender fingers, moving them in a strong "come hither" motion against that oh-so-sensitive spot. The pleasure intensified as Zara increased the pressure of her tongue upon Joanna's jolting clit
"Yes, Zara. Just like that. Yes!" Joanna encouraged through gritted teeth whilst Zara felt her spasm.
With the exception of the encouragement, the sharp breaths, and the odd throaty noise, Joanna was climaxing quietly, however this didn't discourage Zara who could feel her tight walls contracting around her fingers, pulling her in as if Joanna craved her.
Zara's free hand hooked around one of Joanna's trembling thighs as Joanna's iron grip pulled her face, somehow, further into her gushing folds. Instinctively, the girl consumed what she could, savouring the taste of her companion as she lapped.
Maddened by the blonde's surprisingly strong climax, Zara eagerly maintained her assault on Joanna's sex; continuing to lick and kiss and finger her. The fact she had made this usually reserved, collected figure spasm and curse was a revelation, an enlightened addiction.
"Darling, I said I'm done." Joanna repeated and Zara felt her head being pushed from between those quaking legs in an attempt to break the young woman from her new-found skill. She panted an apology and carefully removed herself from the woman who shuddered as she did so.
Zara felt heady, breathless and shook with adrenaline as she moved unsteadily back up the bed before collapsing unceremoniously beside her wracked companion.
Through dark glinting eyes Zara watched Joanna as she lay on her back, eyes unfocused, gasping for breath. She took in the flexing muscles of her neck, her beautifully unkempt hair and the contracting of her modest chest. Maybe she wasn't quite so scary.
"What are you smiling at?" Joanna asked eventually, turning to look at the girl.
They regarded each other momentarily. "That." Zara beamed, eyes a blaze, "Was a lot of fun."
"You, my Darling, are totally shameless." Joanna panted, shaking her head in amusement.
"How so?" Zara replied, incredulous.
"Feigning you are some kind of novice and then pulling that out of the bag."
"So it was good?" Her slender arms flexing as she pulled the duvet up and over them.
"You know it was good. I told you you were a minx." Joanna replied, turning on her side and playfully prodding Zara's shoulder. The young woman didn't even try to hide her sense of achievement as she cocked an eyebrow. "See, shameless." Joanna smiled and pulled her close.
They kissed again, not in the same ferocity as before, but that wasn't needed to generate a further ripple of want within the young woman as their bodies slotted, quite perfectly, together.
Zara's hand trailed down Joanna's back towards her- "I don't think so." Joanna scoffed, reaching back to catch the straying fingers as she did so. "Its-" She reached over Zara to the bedside table for her watch. "Jesus, Zara it's almost five!"
"Time flies." The young woman smirked.
"Again. Shameless..."
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Joanna took a sharp intake of breath, pushing herself into the brunette's mouth. "Would you hurry up and put your fingers in me!" She snapped, reminding Zara that her hand had been toying with the woman's sex before she'd lost herself in Joanna's tits.
Pushing her middle finger into her companion, it was Zara who groaned; the sensation of the digit slipping in and out of the warm wetness was amazing, akin to dipping one's fingers into warm honey. Just thinking about how it must look, made her own folds twitch. Realising she could see for herself, the young woman descended at a much quicker pace than before.
Lying between Joanna's legs, Zara marvelled as she watched one then two fingers slide in and out of the Professor, whose hips were now matching the steady pace Zara's hand had set. The sight of her coupled with the intoxicating aroma was too much to resist and, without a hint of the earlier trepidation, the young woman locked her lips around Joanna's clit.
The architect smiled inwardly at the sound of Joanna's ragged gasp. She sucked on the hard nub, feeling it swell under her manipulations. Curious, she changed tack and swirled her tongue over the bundle of nerves. This caused Joanna's hips to grind into her mouth. Interesting. The young woman contented herself in the numerous ways she could stimulate the bead: horizontal motions, vertical ones, flicks that concentrated to the left, the right, grazing her t-
"Zara, for Christ's sake!" Joanna tried to scold, but to the young woman it sounded an awful lot like a plead. However, the smugness was literally wiped from her face as the older woman's grip entwined in her hair and in a reversal of roles it was the young woman's pretty face that was thrust into Joanna's folds.
"Keep going with your fingers." Joanna instructed."That's it. Faster. Faster."
Zara complied, the pace of her fingers quickening. With the way her face pressed so deliciously into Joanna, her tongue bore down roughly on her clit.
Joanna was close, Zara could feel her start to shake, but, knowing how good it felt to teeter on the precipice, Zara did not instantly intensify her actions. Despite Joanna's ragged curses, she lessened her assault. However, she was only brave enough to do so for a moment before the low growl the Professor emitted encouraged her ramp the pace back up.
Then she felt it, that twitch under her tongue, the tremble of the woman's thighs against her head. That was the signal Zara had been waiting for and she curled her slender fingers, moving them in a strong "come hither" motion against that oh-so-sensitive spot. The pleasure intensified as Zara increased the pressure of her tongue upon Joanna's jolting clit
"Yes, Zara. Just like that. Yes!" Joanna encouraged through gritted teeth whilst Zara felt her spasm.
With the exception of the encouragement, the sharp breaths, and the odd throaty noise, Joanna was climaxing quietly, however this didn't discourage Zara who could feel her tight walls contracting around her fingers, pulling her in as if Joanna craved her.
Zara's free hand hooked around one of Joanna's trembling thighs as Joanna's iron grip pulled her face, somehow, further into her gushing folds. Instinctively, the girl consumed what she could, savouring the taste of her companion as she lapped.
Maddened by the blonde's surprisingly strong climax, Zara eagerly maintained her assault on Joanna's sex; continuing to lick and kiss and finger her. The fact she had made this usually reserved, collected figure spasm and curse was a revelation, an enlightened addiction.
"Darling, I said I'm done." Joanna repeated and Zara felt her head being pushed from between those quaking legs in an attempt to break the young woman from her new-found skill. She panted an apology and carefully removed herself from the woman who shuddered as she did so.
Zara felt heady, breathless and shook with adrenaline as she moved unsteadily back up the bed before collapsing unceremoniously beside her wracked companion.
Through dark glinting eyes Zara watched Joanna as she lay on her back, eyes unfocused, gasping for breath. She took in the flexing muscles of her neck, her beautifully unkempt hair and the contracting of her modest chest. Maybe she wasn't quite so scary.
"What are you smiling at?" Joanna asked eventually, turning to look at the girl.
They regarded each other momentarily. "That." Zara beamed, eyes a blaze, "Was a lot of fun."
"You, my Darling, are totally shameless." Joanna panted, shaking her head in amusement.
"How so?" Zara replied, incredulous.
"Feigning you are some kind of novice and then pulling that out of the bag."
"So it was good?" Her slender arms flexing as she pulled the duvet up and over them.
"You know it was good. I told you you were a minx." Joanna replied, turning on her side and playfully prodding Zara's shoulder. The young woman didn't even try to hide her sense of achievement as she cocked an eyebrow. "See, shameless." Joanna smiled and pulled her close.
They kissed again, not in the same ferocity as before, but that wasn't needed to generate a further ripple of want within the young woman as their bodies slotted, quite perfectly, together.
Zara's hand trailed down Joanna's back towards her- "I don't think so." Joanna scoffed, reaching back to catch the straying fingers as she did so. "Its-" She reached over Zara to the bedside table for her watch. "Jesus, Zara it's almost five!"
"Time flies." The young woman smirked.
"Again. Shameless..."
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