Chapter 2
Kristy was on the verge of screaming. She was so goddamn fucking horny she couldn't stand it. And now, for the second time in a few minutes, her nearing climax had been interrupted.
"What?" Wendy said, glancing up into a stunningly handsome face. Immediately, she dropped her grinding heel away from her girl friend's oozing cunt slit and worked her foot back into her shoe.
"Let's get it on, baby," the boy said, swaying a little bit. He was obviously happy, and feeling little pain, but he wasn't too drunk to appreciate true beauty.
Wendy cocked her head to one side, noticing with delight that the young man was staring openly at the huge twin swellings of her massive tits. Automatically reacting with pleasure, she pulled her shoulders back to accent the up-thrust perfection of her tits even more.
She glanced at Kristy. Kristy's face was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. She was so fucking ready to come, it showed plainly on her lovely face, in her glittering eyes.
Wendy raised her eyebrows in question. If Kristy just had to get out of here, well, Wendy would go with her. But she hoped her friend wasn't that bad off. She was attracted to this grinning young man.
Kristy could almost read Wendy's mind. Through the mist of her own deep need, she shrugged and nodded. Wendy grinned and grabbed the boy's hand. She was gone before Kristy could shake the haze from her brain.
"What's going down, babe?" the remaining young man asked. Kristy looked up at him. He smiled. Mmmmmm, Kristy said to herself, not bad. Not at all bad.
"Nothing much," she said.
"What?" the boy shouted back. He leaned down and turned his head so his ear was close to her mouth. The noise in the room was painfully loud now, blasting into Kristy's head.
"I said nothing much is happening," she shouted into his ear.
He nodded and laughed as he straightened back up and held out his hand for her. Kristy sighed. She closed her knees and took the boy's hand. She let him pull her out of the booth and onto the dance floor.
Kristy was still a bit dazed. The sexual glow still filled her eyes, the sexual tension still raced through her veins and muscles. Her belly quivered with the nearness of release. Her clit seemed to have grown so huge and swollen that it hung down between her pussy lips like a little cock. She felt as through every pair of eyes in the room was on her, laughing at her horniness, and her frustration.
But at the moment, all eyes were really on Wendy-even Kristy's.
Wendy was already gyrating wildly to the pounding beat, a happy, mindless grin plastered on her face. As Kristy watched the other girl, she let the beat take over her own young body. She tore her eyes away from her friend, focused on the boy in front of her. Slowly, letting the sexual frustration fill her whole body, letting it mingle fully with the beat of the music, she raised her arms high over her head. She began undulating her thighs and taut belly toward the boy, barely letting the front of her skirt touch the front of his jeans.
"Oh, hot fucking shit," the boy said, raising his eyes to the ceiling for a moment. The closeness of the other dancers forced him to bump into the girl, and he quickly ground his bulging cock into the cleft between her thighs.
Kristy didn't miss the touch. She felt the hard bulge. She knew exactly what it was, exactly what this young man wanted. She pulled her tummy away, twisted slightly, using Wendy's tactic. She jerked one knee high, held the pose as her skirt hem slipped quickly along her stockinged thigh, exposing the top of the stocking briefly. Then she twisted again, turning her back on the boy as he reached out to encircle her body with both arms.
She felt herself pulled hard against his body. His cock bumped into the crack of her ass, ground in deep and began a slow circling as he hugged her tighter. His forearms rested right over her large young tits. She was sure he could feel her hardened nipples drilling into his skin.
"I'm Jerry," he shouted into her ear, kissing the soft curl of hair over her temple.
Kristy twisted her neck, and shouted back. "I'm Kristy."
Then she gripped his hands, forced them away from her body, and whirled around to face him again. She had enjoyed the contact with his body. She loved the feel of his hard cock pressed into her ass cheeks. She could still feel the size and hardness of his cock. She suddenly grinned. Maybe he'd try that again. Next time, she wouldn't be so quick to break away.
They danced. Kristy kept glancing toward Wendy. Wendy was getting wilder and wilder. Her head jerked, whipping her long dark hair, slashing her own shoulders. Her arms shot high, then low, down to her knees, then lower as she bent far over, wiggling her taut young ass at the nearest boy. He reached out and gave her rear a hard slap, and Wendy shouted a wild laugh.
She straightened. Her tits, huge and round and tightly-confined within the black tank top, jiggled and bounced as she moved. Her nipples were the size of fat little thumbs, poking out the front of the thin top. Her hips pistoned in and out as she circled her partner, staring deeply into his eyes as a sexy smile played over her lips.
Sex and lust, need and terrible horniness radiated from Wendy's body like a hard wave of heat. Everyone on the floor was watching her now, not even pretending to pay attention to each other.
Boys and girls alike were thrilled by the sexual tension of Wendy's dancing. She was a purely sexual animal now, a horny feline on the prowl for the biggest cock she could find. Her whole being was screaming out for some huge overpowering male to throw her to the floor, right here, right now, and fuck the living shit out of her gushing cunt hole.
Kristy would have given a hell of a lot to be able to move like that. She had only admiration for her girl friend's ability to dance. How often she had told her she should turn professional. How often Wendy had scoffed.
Kristy moaned as she watched, unaware of her own reactions. She forced herself to turn away from the other girl's wild display. She arched her back, let the music take full control of her body, her mind, her will.
With her back fully arched, her face twisted up toward the ceiling and her pretty eyes tightly shut, she jerked both arms behind her back. She crossed her wrists and pushed them downward behind her. She pretended they were bound, and worked her shoulders in small circles. She felt her tits expand upward, outward, pushing at the front of her blouse.
She smiled. Her eyes fluttered open. Her head moved, her face lowered, and she saw the wide-eyed look on the handsome face of her partner, Jerry.
He was gulping hard, staring right at her tits. Her nipples went rigid, iron-hard, poked into the material of her blouse. Jerry gulped again, tried to clear his head of the fogging booze. This was too fucking good to miss.
Kristy's hands seemed to have a will of their own. She moved them around to the front of her thighs. Her heart began thudding hard in her chest, making it hard to breathe. Her fingers clawed at he front of her skirt, working the hem higher until her fingertips could slip under it.
She arched backward, bent her knees, moving slowly up and down in time to the music. She lifted the hem of her skirt. She had always wanted to do this, ever since she'd been a little girl, sneaking into her daddy's library and reading those dirty books, the ones where the girl had to strip, slowly, so very slowly.
Her blood boiled in her veins. Her clit was dripping a very fragrant juice. The front of her panties was soaked with her thick lubrication.
The hem of her skirt moved higher, exposing the tops of her flesh-colored stockings, the white straps of her garter belt pulled taut along the pale skin of her thighs.
Jerry was hypnotized. He stood almost motionless, swaying slightly as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. It was all he had left of dancing in him. He wanted to fuck.
Kristy felt the sweat begin to bead on her forehead, under her arms, at the small of her back. She could taste the salty fluid as it moistened her lips.
She pulled her skirt front higher, revealing her bare thighs above the stocking tops. She was staring into Jerry's eyes, delighting fully in his obvious interest in her performance. Maybe she should turn pro, too.
The music seemed to grow louder and stronger. The beat was part of her blood.
She wasn't aware of the other dancers, or when they stopped dancing and simply gathered around her. She slowly became aware, though, that Wendy was dancing between her and Jerry, cutting him out, forcing him back into the crowd. Vaguely, Kristy wondered why he let her do that.
Now she was staring into Wendy's eyes. Wendy was grinning broadly at her, nodding and dancing just as wildly as ever.
The two girls were dancing at each other, not with each other. Somehow, it had become a two-girl contest. Neither of them knew what the rules were, though. The crowd backed a bit further away, giving them both plenty of room.
Kristy felt happier than she had in weeks. She was violently horny, and she was really getting off out here. Her inhibitions seemed silly and childish, and very far away.
She tightened her small fists on the hem of her skirt, and suddenly yanked it up to her bellybutton, fully exposing the front of her tight white panties, and the bare flesh of her tummy above the waistband. She thrust her wet pussy at Wendy, and then slapped her skirt front back down.
"Oh, yeah?" Wendy shouted in glee. She grabbed the front of her own skirt and yanked it even higher. The crowd cheered wildly. They booed just as loudly when the girl covered her panties again.
They were both sweating.
The crowd sensed a unique experience in the making. They were a restless mass of wide-eyed boys and girls, surrounding Wendy and Kristy.
"Take it off, baby!" a male voice called loudly.
Kristy felt fantastic. She knew she had control of the whole fucking crowd. She and Wendy together could drive them fucking insane.
"Take your skirts off!"
Wendy's hands went to the front of her tank top. The crowd went mad as they thought she was going to take it off, show them all those wonderful tits of hers. But all Wendy wanted to do was keep the thing from slipping down too far. She tugged it back up so that it completely covered the upper slopes of her giant tits, and the room actually roared with boos.
Kristy threw her head back and laughed.
"Naughty, naughty," she said toward Wendy. Wendy couldn't quite make out the words, but she got the drift, and shrugged. Kristy shook her head, wiggled her shoulders, licked her lips. She lowered her hands to the waist of her skirt, and tugged the tails of her blouse out of the tight waistband. The crowd roared approval.
"Go, baby! Take it off! Strip, honey! Go, go, go!"
Kristy wondered if she would really do it. She was only teasing now. Playing with the bug-eyed kids all around her. She was enjoying the hell out of being the center of attention. Maybe she'd just do it. Really do it.
"Come on, honey! Take it off!" a girl's voice shouted at her.
Other voices urged, begged, encouraged her. Someone pulled at the loose tails behind her. Someone else stepped in close and began stroking her tight ass, trying to get a hand up under the rear of her skirt. But others pulled them quickly back into the crowd, forced them far to the back.
Wendy was dancing in front of her, stretching, jerking, twisting, pumping her loins back and forth in a blatantly sexual, humping motion. Her eyes were glazed with lust. Her skin glistened with sweat. The heady odor of female juices wafted from her crotch and armpits.
She was grinning with happiness. She'd never seen Kristy so loose and wild and free. And she loved her like this.
Kristy was just as surprised at her behavior as Wendy was. And just as happy. It was like a sudden release from some dark dungeon into a world of light.
Wendy saw that they were approaching the point of no return. Neither of them had really done much, after that brief exposure game. She decided to give Kristy a little encouragement herself. She moved her hands slowly up over her belly to the full swellings of her tits. She cupped herself gently. She lifted her big tits upward, offering them to Kristy as her shoulders moved sensuously from side to side, swaying with the motion of her whole body.
Kristy's eyelids drooped a bit. She raised her hands to her own tits, and cupped them. Her nipples burned.
"Go, baby! Do it! Do it all the way!"
The disco jockey shouted over the speakers. He turned up the volume of the music until it was deafening. The hard beat of the music blasted into their bodies.
The whole crowd began chanting, clapping in time to the beat. The noise was like an ocean wave, crushing the two girls in the center of the room.
Kristy's blood was racing, boiling hot. Wendy was on fire, sweating like a beautiful pig.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" the whole room chanted.
Kristy let go of her tits. Her hands moved up over the tops of the sweet mounds and went to the button on her blouse. She slipped the top button open. A cheer went up. her hands went down, and the second button popped open. The thin band of frill on the upper side of her bra came into view, stark white against her softly tanned skin.
The room roared.
Kristy lifted both hands high above her head, her fingers curled into tight fists. She jerked her body, thrusting her tits at Wendy. The open top of her blouse loosened and pulled tightly over her tits as she jerked.
She was challenging Wendy to match her moves. "Give the ladies room! Give the ladies some dancing room!" the disc jockey shouted.
"Did I suck you nice, Rick?"
Fran's lips and chin were still coated with thick gobs of the boy's cum. The lumps of drying goo made the young girl's lovely face even prettier.
"Yeah, babe, you sucked my cock like a little pro," Rick told her. He shifted on the blankets and made room for the girl to crawl up beside him.
Fran rested her head on his shoulder. Her hand toyed with the buttons on the front of his shirt.
"Will you fuck my pussy for me, now?" the young teenager asked.
Rick smiled and sighed with pleasure. He was pleased with Fran. She had been scared, but she'd done a great job on his cock. She was eager to learn, to experience. Rick figured he could take his time with her, teach her the right way to please a man. At least, teach her how to please him.
Since she was so damned young, and she didn't know the ropes yet, she wouldn't be overly surprised at anything he asked her to do, either. Make that told her to do, Rick said to himself.
He stroked Fran's soft, thick hair and listened to her purring gently against his body. He felt a twitch in his prick. He was really looking forward to shoving his cock up this tender little virgin's tight cunt hole and reaming her out good.
"Sure, doll. I'll fuck the shit out of you. But I'm gonna teach you how to do things right, babe. You understand?"
"Yes, Rick. Anything you say, honey," Fran said meekly. She nuzzled her head down against his chest, purring louder, stroking the hair on his chest with her soft cheek.
"Good girl," the boy said. He shifted himself and Fran too. His hand went down and began toying with her panties, tickling the sensitive skin just above the top of the tight waistband. Her panties were very tight over her puffy cunt mound. Rick thumbed the thin garter belt for a moment, feeling her tummy quiver under his touch. He liked controlling a girl like this. Making her do his bidding.
He looked down at her long slim legs, encased in a pair of smoky gray stockings. How beautiful she was! Her legs looked like those of a cheerleader, strong, athletic, lithe.
His palm rested gently against the incredibly soft, smooth skin of her lower belly, between the top of her panties and her tight garter belt. Warm. like the best silk, sleek and warm. Her muscles tensed.
"Relax," Rick commanded her.
"I'll try, honey," Fran whispered. But her tummy continued to quiver under his stroking palm.
Rick felt his cock begin to stiffen again. So soon. He knew he had a little treasure here in Fran. She was an exciting piece of ass. Virgin, tight, eager, willing-and his.
He worked his hand around her slender waist, and found the hook in the middle of the small of her bade. He fought it for a minute, his fingers unused to a garter belt hook. But it finally snapped free, and the tight band about her waist went limp. He brushed it downward over the front of her panties.
"Take off your stockings, babe."
"Okay," she said quietly. She sat up, crossed her legs.
Rick stared into the valley between her thighs, appreciating the full mound of her cunt filling out the crotch of those beautiful nylon panties. He could see a couple of cunt hairs curling out around the elastic of one of the leg holes. His cock responded by growing harder, lifting a bit off his thigh.
Fran saw and smiled inwardly. God, she must be sexy. This was just what she'd set out to prove to herself.
She slipped the stockings down her legs and off her feet, tossed the mass of nylon and the garter belt over onto the discarded pile of her skirt and blouse. The only thing between her and total nakedness now was a pair of thin, white panties.
"Shall I take my panties off, Rick?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"If you want to," Rick said, grinning at her.
She got up onto her knees, lifted her ass off her heels for a second, and pushed her panties down to her knees. Then she sat back down on the blankets, got her legs up in front of her, and pulled the soft little mass off her feet.
For the first time in her life, Fran was totally naked in front of a man. She was shaking with a wonderful combination of fear and delight.
Would it really hurt when he took her cherry? Would he be gentle with her? Or would he really rip into her, like some wild animal?
She shivered when she looked into his eyes. He was staring right at her pussy mound.
"Come here," he told her.
She slipped back down beside him again. His hand went down instantly to her downy young cunt. His fingers curled her hair, pulled on the silken strands until he made her moan with the sharpness of the pain.
But her cunt grew quickly wet under his hand. His fingertips teased at her pussy lips, parting them slightly but staying outside. She felt the air against her inner lips, trying to dry the gooey moisture that filled her tight cunt.
She lifted one knee, opening her crotch to his hand more fully. She moaned as she felt his hand cup her hot pussy and begin kneading her whole mound, gripping it hard in his strong fist.
Her young cunt hole oozed a fragrant juice, wetting Rick's fingers with a thick slippery goo.
"Good girl, Fran. Get nice and wet down there. Let your sweet juices flow, baby."
Fran chewed at the soft flesh of Rick's throat. Her hand came up and she began unbuttoning his shirt front, pushing the material aside as the buttons popped open. She moved her fingers in the thick hair that sprouted on his chest.
Her lips moved lower, toward his nipple. Rick's free hand caught at her hair, grabbed tight, and pulled her face up to his. He kissed her lips, forced his tongue into her hot wet mouth. Fran kissed him back, hard and hot.
Her whole body felt weak. She was itchy, sweaty. Her nipples swelled into erect little buttons, sensitive to the slightest touch. She groaned as Rick sucked her tongue into his mouth, sucked it hard, pulling it strongly enough to hurt.
She winced, moaned. She felt his hand on her cunt grip her hair and begin to pull and twist. It hurt but it felt great. He was using her like a woman. She wanted to feel it, no matter how much it hurt, how much it felt good.
Her pussy blossomed open. Her youthful lubrication flooded into her cunt, preparing her body for her first fuck.
She let her hand fall off the boy's chest. She relaxed her lips and tongue, and Rick released her mouth. She rolled softly over onto her back on the blankets, one knee lifted and spread open.
Rick massaged her cunt mound, cupping the moist nest in his wet palm. He squeezed her pussy gently. Then he slipped one stiff finger between her juicy pussy lips, and stroked the full length of her tight slit.
Fran stiffened hard when his finger rubbed over her swollen, virgin clit for the first time. It sent a shiver into her body. A jolt of pure electric pleasure swept into her belly, stabbing inward from her clit. Her guts tightened. Her taut belly quivered. Her thighs shook.
"Mmmmmm, Rick honey. Do it, baby. I'm ready. Please, honey, put it in me. Ohhh," she moaned as his finger touched her clit again and pressed it firmly into her cunt muscles.
"Feel it, kid. Feel the juices flowing in your cunt. Feel the pleasure, baby," Rick whispered into her ear. Fran twitched hard.
"God!" she cried out, gasping and breathing raggedly. Rick had jammed his index finger into her tight cunt as far as it would go. He wiggled it around, feeling the incredible tightness of her inner pussy.
Fran tried to clamp her thighs tightly together over the boy's wrist, locking his finger in her cunt hole, but Rick quickly pinched her, slapped her thighs open. The stinging blows on the soft pliant flesh of her inner thighs sent another thrill of brand new pleasure into Fran's young belly. Her guts knotted into a tight ball of pleasure.
Rick jammed his finger into her cunt and twisted it. He forced another finger in, curling them into the soft walls of her cunt, wiggling them hard against her inner muscles.
"Oh, dear God," Fran groaned. She'd never felt anything to equal this. Sure, she'd shoved her own finger up her pussy a few times, but it sure as hell hadn't felt like this.
Rick yanked his fingers out of her cunt, and smeared the goo all over her pussy lips, matting the soft curls of hair around her pussy.
"Oh, honey. I can't stand it. Please fuck me, baby. Make me a woman. Fuck my cunt, Rick. Please. Hurry!" Fran begged, her pretty head rolling from side to side in the soft nest of her thick hair.
Her hips moved in a short, quick fucking motion, up and down on the blankets, as she tried to fuck the boy's fingers. He teased her pussy lips for a moment, toying with the hair, pulling it suddenly to make her gasp.
"Please, fuck me!"
Rick's cock grew harder. He felt it stiffen at the young teenager's pleading words. A few more minutes, and it would be ready for the plunge. Ready to fuck this beautiful, virgin fuck hole.
"Spread your legs as wide as you can, doll," he whispered into her ear. He kissed her temple lightly, stroked her soft earlobe with the tip of his tongue. Fran moaned and tried to twist her ear away from the pleasant torture. It tickled. It was driving her mad with lust.
She lifted her other knee and let it fall wide, resting the outside of her thigh against Rick's stomach.
Rick looked down between those wide-open young thighs.
"Jesus, Fran. You've got the most beautiful, sexiest fucking cunt I've ever seen."
Fran blushed deeper at the compliment.
"Thank you, honey," she said, lifting her pussy a bit higher by tightening her ass cheeks.
Rick scooted out from under her leg, moved downward, and twisted over onto his stomach. His face was now only inches from Fran's stretched cunt hole.
Rick sniffed the heady aroma deeply. He eyed her puffy cunt closely. Her pretty pussy lips were slightly parted and the richly pink inner folds were peeping out, right in the center of the beautiful crease. Her pussy hair lay curled and matted against the firm mounds on either side of her virgin cunt.
Fran was shaking hard. She knew what the boy was going to do to her down there. He was going to kiss her cunt.
She could feel his breath on her thighs, right on her pussy. It was hot. She threw one arm across her eyes, her tiny fist clenched hard. She shifted and offered her cunt in a better position.
Rick smiled. He stuck out his tongue, leaned forward, and stroked her swollen pink clit that peeped out between her cunt lips.
Fran jerked hard, and gasped out loud.
"Oh, God! Oh, Rick! Yes! Do that to me!"
She'd heard about this from her girl friends. It was called "eating pussy." She had been thrilled by the description of the act, and now she was experiencing it for herself.
Her knees pressed closer to the floor, trying to lift her cunt right into his mouth.
Rick kissed her pussy and tongued it. He stroked the salty flesh of her cunt with the tip of his tongue, matting her cunt hair flat. Fran shook wildly under his lapping tongue.
"Mmmmmm. Oh, Jesus. Mmmmmm," she groaned over and over.
Rick sliced his tongue into her cunt. The sweet juices gushed into his mouth, her pussy was so full of lubrication. He wiggled his tongue inside her cunt, scooping out the thick goo and swallowing it down.
Nothing tasted better than fresh young cunt juice. Except virgin cunt juice.
Rick buried his face in the child's hot pussy, his cheeks pressing against her thighs as his tongue drove deep into her hot, slippery cunt, wiggling around in search of her hardened clit. He knew he'd found it when she jumped.
"Oh!"
She began humping her cunt into his mouth, rubbing her clit on his thick tongue.
The young man ate the girl's cunt eagerly, sucking at the delicious little nubbin of her clit buried in the soft pink folds of her virgin pussy hole. Rick felt her lift her knees and capture the sides of his head between her strong thighs. Her cunt mound humped upward into his face, grinding hard against his mouth.
"Oh, suck me. Suck me. Suck me, honey."
Her tummy went rigid. Her lust was like a hard ball deep inside her belly, twisting and churning.
Her thighs tensed and relaxed around the boy's head as she humped his mouth.
Rick sucked her clit between his teeth. He nipped it with his sharp front teeth, very lightly. The sharp pain, driven right into the core of her clit, sent Fran into a frenzied spasm of fast humping.
"Suck me harder. Suck me dry. Suck me."
The juices gushed into Rick's mouth. He gobbled the stuff down. Fran's hole was spurting-fluid, getting ready for her first fuck.
He pulled and gnawed and kissed her clit. Damn, she tasted good. Fran was a wild woman, her hips pumped madly.
His face ground hard into her cunt. He drove his tongue into her pussy hole, sucked the juices out of the very core of her being.
Fran threw her arms wide, her fingers clawing the blankets into thick wads. Her head went back, her neck muscles throbbing and taut. Her ass left the floor. Her thighs tightened hard, shuddering violently as they held Rick's head locked to her pumping cunt.
"Ohhhh," she groaned loudly.
And her juice began spurting into Rick's mouth. He sucked her pussy juice rapidly, gulping it down, pressing his tongue to her cunt to capture more of the delicious fluid.
She humped his mouth hard, jamming her clit against his teeth, grinding it into his lips. His whole face was quickly smeared with her pussy juice. Her thighs became slippery with the thick goo, and she couldn't hold onto his head any longer. She slammed her thighs wide open, arching her cunt higher.
Rick chewed her cunt hole, gnawed her pussy mound and sucked her pussy juice. Her cunt hair got caught between his teeth.
"Oh, uh. Please. Ohhh, mmmmm," Fran moaned and begged and cried and whimpered, loving her first real come. Her whole body bounced and jumped under the boy's head.
"God, Rick. Oh, it's wonderful. Oh, suck me more. Don't let it stop, honey. Suck me forever."
He stabbed her pussy with his tongue, poking her clit hard, torturing the child with overpowering pleasure. Her body arched even higher. She was a taut bow in the air, quivering, shuddering.
"Aaah, Jesus! Ohhh! Aaah!"
She tried to lift her thighs again, but Rick drove his elbows into the meaty inner flesh, pressing them back to the floor painfully. Fran whimpered.
Juice flooded out of her cunt. It seemed endless. She was shivering violently. Suddenly, she threw her body into an almost impossible arch, locked herself there for a moment and gave one hard shudder. Then she dropped heavily to the floor. She went limp. Her legs relaxed, wide open.
Her heart battered in her chest, the blood throbbed painfully through her veins. She was utterly spent, exhausted beyond anything she'd ever felt.
Rick licked her cunt juice from his chin and lips. He leaned forward and sniffed her pussy. She was still dripping juice. He kissed her juice-soaked cunt mound, lapped at the wet hair. She twitched gently under his lips, but only moaned her pleasure at his attention.
She lay there, feeling the boy's lips and tongue as he cleaned her cunt. He stroked her pussy tenderly, like a cat licking a happy little kitten.
That's what Fran felt like. A happy little pussy. She began purring.