Chapter 265 Power Of Sapphic Sex(Erotica):>>Ep16

• "Oh god!" Callista moaned. Madri was surprised by the weight and density of Callitsa's breast. She'd felt her breasts before, but the alien feeling of touching a breast and getting only sensation from her hand was wonderful and strange. She squeezed the breast tightly, letting her finger sink into her babysitter's breast. Callista arched her back, pushing her breast harder into Madri's hand. Madri moved her hand up along Callista's breast, rubbing it gently. She could feel Callista's nipple against her palm, hard and taut. She rubbed her palm over it, and felt Callista's body shake.
• Apparently, that was what Callista needed to act. She slipped her hands between Madri's knees again and gently pushed them apart. Madri wasn't being coy anymore, and her legs flew open quickly. Callista carefully rolled Madri's skirt back so that it was almost up to her hips. Madri could smell the musky aroma of her pussy wafting up from between her own legs. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been so wet. Excited, Madri slipped her hand off of Callista's breast. But only for a moment. She reached underneath of Callista's shirt, sliding her palm over Callista's bare breast. It felt warmer, more substantial even than over the shirt. Callista's nipple was hard and felt rubbery in Madri's hand. Madri tweaked her babysitter's nipple, gratified by the way her actions made Callista shiver. Callista kissed Madri again. This time, hard and deep, shoving her tongue roughly into Madri's mouth. Madri met the girl's tongue, tasted her spit and tried to continue to squeeze Callista's breast while she did so.
• Madri's eyes were closed, so she didn't see Callista move. But she felt motion between her legs. Then she felt something cool and hard press against her pussy. Her eyes flew open and she looked down between her knees. She saw Callista's delicate, sensual hands grasping the cucumber. She had it placed hard against Madri's clit. Madri felt a swooning feeling in the pit of her stomach. Callista was looking at her with an insatiable glare. Madri whimpered but didn't speak. Her hand slipped off of Callista's breast. She needed both hands propped up behind her back to keep from falling.