Elizabeth and LaDonna

There wasn't much girly about LaDonna anymore. Just musky and hairy. But it was tempting all the same. LaDonna's lumberjack shirt was half undone, and she sat bottomless in her recliner beside the pit, the smoky essense being absored into her pores. She was half asleep, but her clit was thick and long, twitching. Elizabeth took a deep breath, kneeling down and gently wrapping her lips around it.

Soon enough, her tongue was making lazy figure eights on the cunt, as LaDonna's eyes flicked open wide. Smiling, Elizabeth started to eat her ass and pussy alike.

"Damn, Elizabeth ... I love you baby," LaDonna grunted.