one way or another

Lola

A smirk came to Lola, satisfied she could definitely be more of a man to Daisy than Dane ever could. She knew she had to be better than that tubby little man Drew, that Daisy called her boyfriend.

"What did, you, ever see in that dufus, anyway?" Lola winced as she looked down at Daisy's delicate body.

"Dufus?" Daisy looked a little dazed and confused, yet a waif of a girl ready to be more than friends.

"That' dough boy, Drew." Lola was straight lipped. She didn't mean to make fun of the love of Daisy's life, but he was a dumbass in Lola's eyes.

"Drew." Daisy could barely say his name without being upset.

Lola kissed her deeply and her fingers went back to her clit while her pinkie dipped into spot she knew Dane found, too. Sure, Daisy was tender, and it turned Lola on, all the more. She knew she could make her feel sexed up and more.

No way could she say she was sorry. For the first time, Lola was happy to know she could have a lover without having to be in a drunken fit.

Still, Lola felt she was only a giver, yet it was delightful to know Daisy's sex. They kissed more and Daisy found her way to Lola's clit with the tip of her middle finger, stroking her gently as the walls of her clit quaked. Daisy kissed her neck, her tight tits. Daisy's finger tugged at the top of her clit sending Lola intense pangs that turned into pleasure.

Finally. Daisy's mouth found her shaved peach and licked her budding clit. Lola felt her chest pound with excitement and her legs spread wide. Not once had she ever been this content with Crystal, during their hap hazard moments.

Usually, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Lola felt her clit pulse with pleasure as her fingers pulled Daisy's silky hair. It felt like the very first time. Maybe it was.