Hazel found herself looking at the very obviously swollen lips of Emily’s pussy. Xxnx The juices started trickling down Hazel’s legs. She had a gleam in her eye that said quite plainly “My turn.” Quick as a flash, Emily rugby tackled her best friend onto the bed. Hazel’s mouth tasted fabulous! “Of course, silly me…” One could almost taste the sarcasm in Emily’s voice. She felt, against her better judgment, her own pussy get swollen and wet, and she saw Emily’s eyes widen as she happened to glance down at Hazel’s pussy. “You taste really good, you horny bitch…” Hazel was surprised at how husky and sexual her voice sounded. “No I’m not, there’s stubble, see?” Hazel bent down to look. “No I’m not, there’s stubble, see?” Hazel bent down to look.
