Foreword
LESBIAN LIPS!
Louisa felt Susannah's fingers on her love lips. They peeled them gently apart, pinching the swollen flesh softly and opening her box to its widest capacity. Then the girl blew sweetly into the opening-sending a steady stream of warm air issuing into Louisa's utterly exposed sex-slot.
Looking down at her seducer, Louisa saw that Susannah's head was moving up and down; she felt the girl's lips pursing tightly-then a tremendous jolt of pleasure flooded her body as she was sucked in one long, beautiful breath into Susannah's mouth.
Again and again the girl sucked . . . And with every intake of Susannah's breath, Louisa was transported into a state of sheer, ecstatic bliss!
She realized dimly that Susannah was also fondling her bottom-the girl's fingers caressing the naked cheeks and occasionally stroking into the warm, moist cleavage. But she could scarcely feel any sensation there or anywhere else in her body. For all she knew, she might be lying on a bed of nails. All that mattered, all she was aware of, were the incredible waves of pleasure emanating from that hot, sticky place between her thighs . . .