Cunt licking

Debbie swallowed hard, as she waited on the instructions. In front of her, her very best friend Brooke van der Wyk sat - no, was pinned down - on the lap of one brutal, african soldier, who held Brooke's long legs wide apart, thus spreading her thighs almost to a split, and making her feet, which were still clad in a pair of delicate designer sandals, dangle helplessly in the air. Brooke's well-fucked pussy was totally on display. A constant tickle of white cream dripped down on the wooden bench, leaving wet stains on the soldiers camouflage trousers.

"Like wut ya see, white bitch?" A soldier asked Debbie, reminding her of the six other africans riding with the two white beauties on the loading plane of a military truck. Not knowing what to say else, Debbie nodded feebly.

"Bitch, I cant hear ya?"

"I-it looks g-great..." Debbie stammered, afraid of what'd happen to her, if she objected.

"Well, then why dunt ya tawk a closah look at yo friend's puzzee?"

Debbie nodded again and crawled closer. Soon enough, she sat on her legs, her face level with Brooke's sweet smelling pussy. Brooke struggled feebly, trying to move her legs together, but the musculared soldier behind her held kept her in that splayed position with ease.

"C'mon, dunt let us waitin', white bitch," another soldier shouted. "Ya know, wut ya hafta do!"

Debbie shuddered. Yes, she knew what was expected of her. She could read it from the leer on the soldiers' eyes. Slowly, with trembling shoulders, she leant forward until her face was within an inch from Brooke's pussy. "Please, Debbie, don't do that..." Brooke whispered with slight shiver in her voice. Debbie just looked up. Their eyes met. They both knew, that there was no way around this new humiliation... for both of them. Eventually Brooke averted her eyes. Debbie couldnt wait much longer. Afraid of more punishments, she closed the gap and flicked her tongue over

Brooke's well-lubricated labias. Instinctively Brooke pulled back but there wasn't much room to evade to. Hesitating just for a brief second, Debbie flicked her tongue again. This time she caught a good deal of male cum and girly juice. To Debbie's surprise, it tasted not that bad. Like musky vanilla shake. The same scent filled her nose, and she knew, she realized, the experience wouldn't be so bad than she had feared. She just had to get it over quickly. With renewed vigor, Debbie started to lick her friend's pussy in earnest. The soldiers cheered her on, and Debbie virtually drank from Brooke's rosy love-pot.

"Sslurrpp, sssluurrrppp!"

As Debbie worked on Brooke's pussy, the poor girl quickly started to heat up again. Brooke's initial stifled cries turned to a low moan.

"Mmmhhh, nnnhhh!"

Of course, the soldiers liked what they saw.

"Yeah, dad's it, bitches! Fuck ya white slut-whore-queen. Damn, da redhead licks like a pro! White bitches are all da same!!"

On the soldier's lap, Brooke started to squirm. But this time not from attempting to get away from the strong grip, but from unverhohlener desire. Debbie didn't oversee her friend's agitation and enhanced her efforts even more. With her nose buried against the thin patch of Brooke's bright pubic hair, she alternately worked on the beauty queen's clit and her witching pussy.

"Look, how da white bitch eats da pussy!"

"SLURP. Mmnnnnhhhh. Sssslurrrppp, sssluurrrppp!"

"Ohhh, Debbieeee. Nnnngggh, w-whhhat yoouuu d-dooo tooo meeeee?"

Brooke couldn't hold it much longer. With a loud, guttural moan the blonde beauty came, convulsing from her massive climax. Debbie licked for dear life, knowing the end of her ordeal was near, yet somehow also enchanted by the smell of Brooke's exploding sex. Before the englishwoman realized, she caught a full load of Brooke's juicy cream that came gushing from the boiling love-hole. Debbie drank what came, and as she did, she noticed the hot burning in her own loins. Her bare tits were swollen. So were her sensitive nipples. And all of sudden, she was also felt this carnal hunger for sex. But as her friend slowly got down again from her climax, Debbie's thoughts drifted back to the dangerous situation the two girls were caught in: Huddled amidst a pack of horny, black african soldiers, on the way to an unknown destination, and already naked and abused, the red-haired photographer wasn't convinced, that their future was looking too bright.