sapphic erotic

I think then that I was hotter than I had ever been in my life. I couldn’t wait to get her top off, sapphic erotic. She wore no bra, and didn’t need one. Her breasts stood up firm and proud. As I leaned over to take her nipple in my mouth, I felt her hand slide softly up my skirt and begin to caress my mound. I didn’t want to stop. I couldn’t stop.