Chapter 870

• Her cunt walls milked greedily on her thrusting tongue. Her hands dropped to entwine themselves in Lisa's hair in an effort to force her head even further between her lewdly spread legs. Never before had Grace experienced such a wild exciting rapture. As Lisa continued to tongue-fuck her hot convulsing pussy, my wife found even more new frenzies continuing to spark inside her.
• Finally, as my wife's orgasm subsided Lisa's tongue stopped licking her cunt and she slowly pulled her head back, staring at her hot swollen cunt lips. The tremors in her satiated body began to subside, trying to catch her breath, Grace stood there, her dress up around her waist.
• Grace lustfully pulled Lisa up off the floor and kissed her cunt-laden lips with a fiery passion. She pulled the spaghetti straps off Lisa's shoulder and yanked her dress down. She put her hands on Lisa's breasts and squeezed them hard, feeling her nipples become erect. First, her palms pressed against Lisa's enlarged nipples. Then, she tweaked them between her thumb and forefinger. She kneaded her soft tits flesh then squeezed and pinched them.