Steffi200051
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Jill's hands worked her lower spine, then onto her butt. Brenda loved having Jill's wonderous hands doing her body as she went everywhere. Jill had always been the leader for everything, starting way back at camp that hot afternoon in the cabin when they showered together. Now, it appeared that Brenda had caught-up with her mentor.
Brenda's mind had returned to the jealous feelings that had gotten her in trouble in previous months. Jake was her first serious boyfriend. She had given in to him. She even let him take her ass. Brenda would not lose him to anybody without a huge fight. But first she needed proof.
Jill was finishing her lower legs and had turned around to face that direction. The sensation was wonderful yet Brendra was on a mission. As Jill moved off to one side, Brenda bounced up and pressed her onto her back.
"We better get out to the living room and check on Jake."
"Not yet, first I need to get you off."
"Not now silly...our time is up."
Brenda was not listening to her protest. She straddled Jill's chest and spread her thighs, exposing her mound, which appeared damp with a slight indentation. There was also roughness around the edges as would be the case if Jill had been pummeled by a cock earlier in the day. Not conclusive proof, but it was getting to be a strong suspicion.
Brenda's mind had returned to the jealous feelings that had gotten her in trouble in previous months. Jake was her first serious boyfriend. She had given in to him. She even let him take her ass. Brenda would not lose him to anybody without a huge fight. But first she needed proof.
Jill was finishing her lower legs and had turned around to face that direction. The sensation was wonderful yet Brendra was on a mission. As Jill moved off to one side, Brenda bounced up and pressed her onto her back.
"We better get out to the living room and check on Jake."
"Not yet, first I need to get you off."
"Not now silly...our time is up."
Brenda was not listening to her protest. She straddled Jill's chest and spread her thighs, exposing her mound, which appeared damp with a slight indentation. There was also roughness around the edges as would be the case if Jill had been pummeled by a cock earlier in the day. Not conclusive proof, but it was getting to be a strong suspicion.