She complied and I was face down on top of her. I reached under her to hold her by her breasts as I thrust. We continued our conversation, but our voices were more strained because of the position. “So you’re really OK with Yetunde and...
We still didn’t speak. I dropped to my knees and kissed her pussy through the bikini bottom. Next, I put a thumb in each side and pulled down, exposing her patch of pubic hair. The crotch of her suit held on to a strand of her wetness as it...
Yetunde’s eyes opened when Adaeze arrived at her pussy. Adaeze turned her face to the side and brushed her cheek against Yetunde’s silky softness. They were both making light moaning sounds as they each enjoyed the touch in their own way...
I spoke, my voice having a soft, dreamlike quality as if I didn’t want to break the spell, either. “I can’t believe it. But I liked it. I liked it a lot.” Yetunde finally looked up, first to Adaeze then to me. She also looked...
I looked to Adaeze, who was watching Yetunde. Nobody spoke. Our motion was almost silent in the room, making the only sound. I reached out with one hand and stroked Yetunde’s cheek. The silkiness of her skin was delightful. She cooed in...
Adaeze reached out with her free hand and held Yetunde’s other hand. The two women were connected as the three of us sought orgasm. I pressed harder on one stroke and felt something different about Yetunde’s pussy. From her reaction, the...
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She was actively groping one of her breasts now. The other hand had been rubbing harder and harder against her pussy. Now she slid it under the waistband and into her trousers, without even undoing the waistband. I couldn’t tell if her hand...
“That feels sooo –” she started to say. Suddenly, she exclaimed, “What the hell?” Her right hand had found something under the pillow. When her hand reappeared, it was holding a dildo. “That must be what Yetunde was...
It probably sounded even less coherent than that. Adaeze seemed better than me at taking it all in stride when she spoke up. “We thought you were going to be busy in the bathroom a while longer. Sorry.” Yetunde said, “Well, …...
“Honey, you saw the mob in the lobby. The lady said they are booked solid through the holiday. There are no more rooms in the hotel.” “Maybe Yetunde can still get her room.” Adaeze shook her head. “No, she’s in no...
My wife’s best friend, Yetunde, was very close to the two of us. She spent so much time with us because her boyfriend, Chike, often worked out of town. His job often sent him away with short notice and an uncertain return date. Frankly, I...
