Get to know each other better

“So, wait,” Heather said, lowering her rifle a little, “you don’t know me, and I’m holding a
gun aimed at you, and your response is to come on to me?”

“What can I say girl, one look at you is enough to make go a little wet between my legs.” Thyra’s reply got a smile from Heather, who cocked her right eyebrow as she looked at the front of Thyra’s tight pants.

“Uh-huh, it’s starting to show too,” Heather said, “I’m Heather.”

“Thyra.”

“Well Thyra, since I’m the one of us holding the gun, I guess that I’ll be calling the shots for now.” After saying that, Heather lifted her gun up and to the left, letting its stock rest on her right hip.

“So,” Heather went on, “why don’t you start by removing all those guns and swords of yours?”

Playing along with Heather, Thyra dropped first her holsters, then the two swords on her back.

“And now,” Heather said once Thyra was disarmed, “take off those patches and let me get a look at your nipples.”

Doing like Heather told her to, Thyra removed first one patch from each nipple, then the other two, finally allowing the black Amazon to get a good look at her nice, thick nipples.

Grabbing her right nipple between her thumb and her pinkie, Thyra pinched the erect bud to **** a thin string of milk to spray out from, arching its way to the ground in front of her.

Heather widened her smile as if to tell Thyra that she liked that extra feature, but said nothing more than “Alright, get rid of those pants.”

Leaning forwards somewhat while pressing her arms against the sides of her breasts to make the glorious orbs appear even bigger, Thyra then undid her pants and began to slide them down over her thighs, bending further and further forwards as she slipped the garment down her long, leanly muscled legs, so that her head and tits blocked Heather from getting a first glance at Thyra’s glistening, bald cunt.

Straightening back up again, Thyra found that Heather had begun to strip as well, the muscular black woman having undone the front of her top to let her massive breasts pop free in all their perkiness, Thyra suspected that those jugs might just rival her own in shape, size and firmness, which wasn’t a bad feat, while she had done the same to the front of her pants, her left hand now buried down its front while her right one was still closed around the rifle.

“Good,” Heather said, seeing that Thyra was now naked save for her boots, the collar round her neck and the pair of sunglasses, “now get down on your ass with your legs spread wide.”

Placing herself on the ground with her legs spread apart and her knees bent, Thyra could hear Heather come closer to her.

“Spread those pussy lips of yours and let me get a look at how wet you are!” From where her voice was coming from, Heather had to be standing just in front of Thyra.

“Fuck! You’re flooding down there girl!” Heather exclaimed as Thyra used two fingers to separate the sleek lips of her cunt.