All the time, Edna's cunt ground against Francie's, the mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelmed them both. Almost simultaneously their bodies went rigid, their tongues locked in a fierce embrace, their pubic hair matted in a hopeless tangle.
"Aargh! Uhmmhh!" Their grunts died in each other's mouth, their cunts gushed the sweet, salty, pungent liquid of lust. It inundated their pubic hair, matting it together like a light glue. It ran down their thighs and flowed through the crevice of Francie's ass, flooding the white sheets beneath them. Francie's whole body flowed with it, her muscles coming apart and forcing every inch of her skin to press into the bedding.
"Now wasn't that nice?" Edna purred, licking her lips and rising from the bed.
Francie didn't answer. She hated her body for ha
