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Betsy lifted her head up, looking down the length of her body to see Kitty’s head floating between her open thighs. She could hardly see her friend’s face, so much of it was lost in the fur of her hairy cunt.

It was exciting to watch those dark curls moving against her groin, at the same time feeling what Kitty’s lips and tongue were doing to her. Like watching erotica, she thought, and experiencing what was happening on the screen. That added voyeurism to the considerable pleasure of what Kitty was doing.

Her head fell back to the pillow, while her hips thrust high off the bed. Kitty only had to hold her head in place to be smothered by Betsy’s burning cunt.

“Darling!” Betsy gasped, thinking that what she most enjoyed was watching Kitty, seeing her in action with the obvious relish she took in this naughty act. “I don’t think I-I-I can… hold back… any… unnnnghh!”

Betsy squeezed her thighs tight around her lover’s head, lips parted, gasping for breath. Kitty’s fiery tongue was still flickering inside of her, even as her juices flowed, the first rush of it going into Kitty’s mouth.

“Take me, darling! Drink me up!” Betsy sobbed. “Ohhhh! It’s heaven, heaven! Drink me! Uhhhnn! I can’t stop! It’s like a dam’s broken inside of me! Hhhh! Can’t stop coming! God! Lick it out of me, Kitty, yes, yes, oh, uhhh!”

If Betsy didn’t stop coming soon, Kitty thought she would be wearing her cream instead of swallowing it. Not that she stopped licking her tongue in and out of Betsy’s opening—not for a second. She knew that the more she tantalized Betsy through the throes of climax, the more juice would be ejected from her wildly convulsing sex.

And Kitty wanted all she could get from Betsy, whether or not she could gulp it all down. She didn’t care if she drowned in the stuff: she wanted a deep drink of Betsy’s taste and she’d keep licking until she’d coaxed every single drop from Betsy’s twitching pussy.

Finally, Betsy lay limp and strained from the potency of her release. Only then did Kitty slowly pull her mouth back from Betsy’s cunt and crawl up the bed to lie beside her. Taking the other woman in her arms, she whispered, “Enjoy yourself?”

Betsy tittered and looked at Kitty with shining eyes. “That was wonderful. I’d forgotten how good it feels—when that happens. When it’s you. Thank you, Kitty.”

“I thought you might remember,” Kitty grinned. “With a little encouragement. Now don’t you feel silly for not wanting me to do that anymore?”

Betsy’s eyes dropped. She nodded slightly. “I suppose so,” she said haltingly.

She didn’t sound nearly as sure as she had about her climax. Now that she’d orgasmed and the delirious lustfulness Kitty’d driven her to had subsided, it was clear she was having second thoughts.

Only she’d been having second thoughts when she’d come to Kitty. Now they had to be third and fourth thoughts. Kitty almost felt sorry for her, feeling so conflicted. But if she couldn’t admit to herself how amazing that had been—fuck her.

Kitty smiled to herself. Yes. One way or another, fuck Betsy.