Part II:
“You know, you’re doing those all wrong? Those fillet things.” Savannah inquired matter of factly.
“Seriousthly? Can you tell me what to do better?” Autumn asked, knowing full well Savannah was lying. She needn’t look at the tomboy’s quivering body to know that.
“I can show you.” Savannah whispered in Autumn’s ear.
Autumn’s head began spinning as she watched Savannah back off and fall back onto the grass. She splayed spread eagle on the back lawn, safe within the wooden confines of the fence’s protection.
“Whath thshould I do?” Autumn asked coming closer, her pink leggings soaked from longing.
Savannah pointed at her lips as she licked them, “Kneel.” She ordered.
Autumn planted her slippers on either side of Savannah’s shoulders and slowly lowered herself towards the dirty blonde’s waiting mouth. Her breathing was ragged now, she waited as she locked eyes with Savannah for what seemed like an eternity. Finally Savannah smiled after having taken in the prissy brunette’s shame filled anguish.
“And begin.” She said simply.
Without missing a beat Autumn knelt quickly. Savannah stopped her and used her coarse hands to tear open her pale lover’s leotard crotch; exposing the prim Autumn’s alabaster twat to her and her alone. Then she let go and allowed Autumn to rise again, a few drops hit Savannah’s nose and chin which she used her tongue to lap at. Down Autumn went right onto Savannah’s waiting mouth. Savannah sucked at and darted her tongue into that sweet tasting snatch like her life depended on it. Autumn sighed.
“Yesth!” Escaped form her lips in the form of a squeak as she rose from Savannah’s ministration’s.