Lisa exhaled and her breath lingers on Irene's womanhood that made her whimper. Lisa kissed Irene's inner thighs, slowly going towards the moistened lips. When she reached it, she kissed it passionately. Her tongue swirled that made Irene arched her back and held tightly on the sheet as her eyes were shut due to pleasure.
Lisa flicked her tongue to the sensitive nub. It was well shaven and pink. Maybe Irene anticipated that sooner they'll make love. Lisa enjoyed Irene's taste. It was sweet and salty, it smells good too. She did few laps on Irene's opening. The older lady occasionally flinched but the moans were continously escaping her lips.
"Lisaaaa" Irene said as she pants.
"I love you" Lisa said before giving a long lick but Irene answered with a throaty moan. Her tongue swirled throughly.
Lisa lift her hand, sucking her middle finger to wet it. She slowly entered it on Irene's hole. Irene gasped in surprised, Lisa's finger's length is no joke. It hurts, she felt the sting of pain and a small cry relased from her mouth.
"Sshh, it will be alright" Lisa kissed Irene's core as she slowly thrust her whole middle finger. Her voice was hoarse and it sent chill on Irene's spine.
Once it was inside Irene, steady and buried deep, she shot the older lady a glance who was currently biting her lower lips. It was beautiful. Irene was breathtaking.
"I'll move it, Irene" With that, Lisa move her finger. Slowly. In and out. Irene's moans became louder as the pain quickly replaced by pleasure. She never felt like this before Lisa. Why does it felt so good?
"Ahhhh" Irene moaned loudly. Lisa was being gentle like what she had promised. Irene felt her stomach built tension. She felt the desire on her belly. Love and arousal coiled in her stomach.
Lisa's tongue worked fastly, drinking all the juices that secretes on Irene's core. She was happy. She had Irene. And she won't mind having Irene everyday, every second. Irene is all she need. She's her life.
And if it would be more possible, Irene fell inlove deeper in each thrust made by Lisa. Her love won't stop growing, it was like a disease with no cure. The woman between her thighs is her life, her only world.
Lisa gently lift Irene's leg on her back to gain more access. Lisa fastened her pace. Her thrust became fast and deeper. Irene also started to roll her hips carelessly, desperate for a release that her body was crying for.
There was something on her stomach. Something that wants to explode. Irene was trembling, her legs was starting to get numb as Lisa plunge deeper. Suddenly, Lisa stopped. Only for her to add an another digit. Irene growled, feeling her walls getting stretched. It was painful, but not like earlier. It was nice, Lisa's fingers were pounding inside her and she was loving each seconds of it.
"You're so beautiful" Lisa said as she feel her heartbeat went more wild upon seeing Irene losing her control.
"Lisaaaa, I'm coming" Irene said between her pants. Her eyes rolled back as her hands grasp tightly on sheets.
"Okay, let me take you to heaven" Lisa said sweetly. Irene respond through locking Lisa's hair on her right hand.
Each time that Lisa's hand will meet Irene's core, it will create a slapping sound that ignites more burning want towards each other. It was like a music of their love. And it both turn them on even more.
Irene was a moaning mess, she was actually loud. Lisa likes it, and she was motivated more to please the love of her life. Irene bucked her hips, meeting each of Lisa's thrust for her digits to plunge deeper inside her. Irene doesn't like to feel empty, she needs more, more of Lisa. But the intense feeling on her belly made her scared of what was about to come, as she was still clueless on how to orgasm despite of unknowingly doing it.
