Rachel could feel the other woman smile into her open, striving mouth. Yet to the girl’s delight, Lisa did not scold, did not sneer, did not resist but instead simply gave of herself, without hesitation or doubt or shame. As the pair swayed there breast to breast, tongues twining in an ecstasy of innocent sisterly joy, the old woman pressed her fingers tenderly into the slippery black curls of Rachel’s ready v****a, finding the girl’s warm pink s*x swollen, tremulous and needy. Rachel convulsed at the touch, joyously. Oh, Lisa would know what to do! she told herself.
And of course the brown-haired woman did. She began with gentle little circular motions, her massaging fingertips knowingly indirect and slow, softly teasing. The girl needed more than that, however, and Lisa understood it al
