Tasty Jenny

As Abbey knelt in front of her, Jenny lifted her left leg to place it on Abbey’s shoulder before Abbey leaned into her cunt.

Jenny twisted her leg to the side, opening herself up to her lover’s mouth and Abbey eagerly started to kiss and lick her. “Oh,” Jenny moaned, “God yes, get me ready for George’s cock,” she moaned loudly.

George couldn’t help but join her in moaning as he watched her stretch up and grab the rail from which the water was flowing. Her body stretched out, revealing how thin she was. Her ribs were countable, and her breasts seemed firm but very small as she was stretched out, breathing heavily in pleasure.

Abbey worked a finger into Jenny’s cunt as she sucked on her clit, and Jenny’s moans increased, twisting her hips into Abbey’s mouth.

George’s cock throbbed, and he oozed pre-cum as he gently humped the air. Jenny opened her eyes as he humped at the air, and for the first time he noticed her eyes. Her eyes were large and ice blue, unbelievably pale. They locked onto his cock for a moment before drifting up to his face, and he could see the hunger and passion in her eyes.

As she continued to look at George, Jenny reached her hands down to cradle Abbey’s head and held her more tightly to her snatch, moaning and grinding against her face. “I’m going to cum,” Jenny panted.

Abbey didn’t stop, continuing to finger her cunt as her face was pulled more tightly to her clit, and a few moments later, the young woman tensed. It sounded strangled and groaning as if she couldn’t scream as her whole body shook against the wall of the bathroom. The entire time, her eyes remained locked on George’s face. It was one of the most erotic things George had ever seen.

After a few more moments, Abbey stood up, kissing her way up Jenny’s body before passionately kissing her. As their lips parted, Jenny grabbed Abbey’s waist forcefully and looked towards George with a slight smile. Quickly, she pulled Abbey to the floor of the bathtub. George groaned in frustration. All he could see above the lip of the bathtub was Jenny’s arse and Abbey’s knees. From their positioning and Abbey’s moans, it was apparent that Jenny was returning the favour.

Occasionally, as the young delivery driver licked, sucked or fingered his wife, Abbey would arch, her breasts popping up over the edge of the bath. It was torturous for George to watch Jenny’s wriggling arse and hear the moaning of both women but being unable actually to see the pleasure. He groaned in frustration and desire.

Suddenly Abbey’s legs clamped shut, and he heard the telltale sound of Abbey cumming. That groan combined with a quiet giggling. “Wow,” she panted, after a further moment. “Not the first time you’ve done that.”

Jenny’s head popped up as she licked her lips, “Nope, but now I want you to help me with your husband.” She looked in his direction, and again he groaned; the hunger and passion were still there, and if anything, more pronounced.

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