Misty moaned a happy moan, and opened her thighs even wider. Mollie slid down fully in between those parted thighs, and began dining on the fluids Misty was offering. They tasted differently than Mollie’s own, but she loved their flavor. She licked and sucked, and finally got the courage to start tonguing. “Yes, you lovely woman. Like that! Oh yes, exactly like that. Please don’t stop,” Misty begged, playing with her breasts as she watched Mollie perform what may have been her first act of cunnilingus. And Mollie didn’t stop. In fact, she dove right in, teen eating avidly! Like a child that’s always eaten bread, suddenly discovering the taste of asian ice cream! She sucked and scooped until Misty bucked against her mouth and lips in the throes of a wonderful orgasm! And Mollie continued eating her until she stopped bucking and sighed with satiation. Reaching down, Misty pulled Mollie back up her body until they were cuddled together full length once again. “Thank you, darling,” Misty whispered, kissing her gratefully. “You’re a natural at this, I can tell. If you’ll cumshot stay the night, we can do this again in the morning.” She winked saucily. Mollie stayed the night. And in the morning, they did, and it was even better the second time for both of them, since multiple orgasms are always better than just one! Over breakfast, Mollie realized she wanted to be even sexier for Misty. She’d taken the first step, by putting on her contact lenses, rather than the glasses she’d worn to the bar. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “Misty, if you have time for me today… ummm…” She blushed a delicate pink. “Ummm… could you help me with a complete makeover? Clothes and… and… everything?” Misty gave her a hug. “Let’s go! I hear the mall calling us!” Once they’d parked the car at the mall, they walked amateur hand in hand, giggling and chatting, ignoring the stares and sometimes disapproving glares of grocery shoppers or tourists. The multiple orgasms had given Mollie an inner glow. Gone was the blandness that had habitually formed Mollie’s facial expressions, and she giggled and laughed with her lover. They wandered from boutique to boutique and mall to mall. Before Mollie realized it, she had a complete new wardrobe, while her husband’s Visa card acquired some hefty new balances. The androgynous gray-blue dress had been left at the first boutique, replaced by a designer white skirt, fitting her perfectly. High-waisted, it accentuated her hips and flared to discretely display far more of her naked thighs than Mollie ever remembered showing, even as a teenager. Misty had drawn the line at Mollie wearing any underwear at all, so Mollie felt very naughty indeed – happily so. A blue tank top of soft Irish wool bared her milky midriff and hinted she had exquisite unfettered breasts that undulated freely as she walked. Her darkened puffed-up nipples poked unabashed through the expensive weave. The top also highlighted the beauty of her collarbones and neck while accentuating the flatness of her belly for the very first time. Other stores added more blouses, pov designer jeans and shorts, skirts and erotic sleepwear. A hair salon softened and curled and shaped her normally bland hairstyle. “But I'm in control,” she whispered. The conversation moved on. She announced she had three tickets to a live one from her asian visit to the sex shop yesterday. "And after that first night, I masturbated a lot more often than I used to. Will moved off and Alex got on. I stood up and eased my cock between her pussy lips, stroking her asshole with my thumb as I sank my cock deep into her wet pussy. "I own your ass now" I said and walked out of the bathroom. He slowly fucked me. He did speed up as my tight arse loosened up and suddenly I could feel his balls knocking against my thighs. This was beyond what we'd just done. “Are you sure?” I asked her. She must have just got home from volleyball practice because she still had her blue volleyball t-shirt on along with her knee-pads and some very short short volleyball spandex. She could feel fruitful fields softened by dew, plowed and sowed by the strong oxen, as her gentle fingers traced her body down to her glistening sex; A few women giggled in the crowd. Deb asks softly, stroking your hair gently. Just then I could feel her husband rubbing that huge head at my opening with gentle pressure. She sticks her pov tongue out, Malcolm rubs his dick a couple of times and squirted out of cum, some landed on Samantha's face and the rest landed on her big boobs. I smiled. I squeezed her tits and pressed my pillowy breasts into her back. "That's the spirit! Mom usually retains the prim and proper hair bun even at home, but now her hair is as open as her legs. When they got to the pub, she figured out it was just one of the local boys showing her off amateur like a trophy, as the one to take out the cumshot American girl staying at the old Wellington place. Ada gasped for breath for a while but her stamina had improved of late and she stayed in stride, waiting for her sexual tension to build to the next peek. “Stop. Her cries were muffled by the ball gag but he could make out her words, "No...NO!" As I did so she used one of her feet to spread my feet wide. “Nicole, please exit the room. Lissa just gazed into her eyes and remained silent. She confided in me later that she had experienced several orgasms while jacking all of our cocks. Her body was on fire and it took everything in her power not to pull him back inside and let him take her to her bedroom, but she held firm. I actually creamed and as it began to drip out of my pussy, I would gather it up with my teen hand and then lick my hand.