Bernie and Sally in the shower

"Oh shit shit shit shit shit yes, ohhhhh lick my ass, lick me, lick me," Sally crooned. Her body tensed and quivered as Bernie squatted behind her in the shower, rimming her. Sally's anus twitched under Bernie's tongue, tightening and loosening in response to the younger woman's tongue strokes. Sally clutched a grab bar as she flexed her feet, putting her up on her toes, and down on her heels.

Habiba had been just as vocal, but not as verbal as Sally Walker. Bernie's last real lesbian lover had shown her appreciation in moans, sighs, and laughter, but that ticklish twitching and tensing was familiar. Yes, Bernie thought. This.

Bernie raised a hand under her chin and reached forward, walking her fingers between Sally's legs to find the slick valley of Sally's vulva and the tight little knob of her clit. Sally's response was quick and dramatic.

"Mother...FUCK!" Sally cried out. She ground her butt back at Bernie's face, her body a tense curve between her gripping hands and her flexing feet. Her words dissolved as her orgasm caught her. "Yeeh yeeh yeeh yeeh yeeh yeeh heeeee!"

Bernie moaned in response as the long-limbed older blonde got off on her fingers and tongue. Sally's butt rubbed up and down and pressed back at Bernie as she tried to keep her tongue on target. Finally Bernie gave up trying to hold on to her writhing, slippery partner for shower sex, and let Sally twist and moan between the grab bar and her rising and falling heels. Bernie sat down on the wet shower floor and and laughed happily. The laughter was contagious. Sally started giggling as the waves of her orgasm eased.

"Why, ah, did your girlfriend, ah, ever leave you?" Sally asked.

"She got sick," Bernie said. "Had to move back in with her family. They're really conservative."

"I'm sorry," Sally said.

Bernie laughed. "She was a little dramatic, too," Bernie said. "Boys are easier. At least Gary."

Sally turned round and helped Bernie to her feet. "How did I taste?"

Bernie blinked. Her cheeks pinkened under the gold.

Sally leaned forward to kiss Bernie. "Like shit, right?" Sally said, laughing loudly.

"A woman coming on my tongue is the sweetest taste in the world," Bernie said.

Sally wrapped her arms around the younger woman, her small breasts pressing against Bernie's full, heavy ones.

"If that's what you think, then come over and see me again soon," Sally said. She bent closer to Bernie's ear. "Peter's girlfriend Sandy is into it too."

"You telling our secrets already, Sal?" Jim Walker asked. Jim and Gary were looking in the bathroom door, each sporting a conspicuous erection.

"Sweet nothings," Sally said. "Girl has a wicked tongue."

"Did we miss everything?" Jim asked.

"Just the good parts," Sally said. "Come on in, there's room if you boys want to wash up too."