“They’re very pretty and pink,” Joanie told her.
“But so small,” Menolly said somewhat sadly.
“Still pretty,” Joanie said. She was also down to her bra and panties; Menolly wondered when that had happened. “Let’s get on the bed.” She pulled Menolly after her and they tumbled onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs. Scott stood and watched them. Menolly tried to not to think too much about what was happening and simply let herself be propelled along with the moment.
Joanie’s kisses were insistent and her caresses as her fingers teased Menolly’s n*****s were perfectly distracting. Their bodies cuddled together and then Menolly felt Joanie’s fingers inside her panties.
“Take them off,” Joanie panted, breaking away from the kisses she was raining down on Menolly’s lips, cheeks, neck, and ea
