Differences of opinion...

“Eeww! God, Sarah, I always knew you were a whore, but you’re a dyke too? Get away from us!!!!”

“Oh, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea.” Keith smiled wickedly at Sarah, “What do you say we convince her otherwise?”

“Purrrfect, Keith,” Sarah growls, “Hold her still for me, will you?”

“NO!” Becky screams and wiggles in vain as Keith grabs her form behind, her feet dangling inches from the floor.

“Come on Becky, we’re just looking for some good clean fun,” Sarah starts to laugh as she picks up the bar of soap, “And you were just a very dirty girl…”

Sarah examines the beautiful, tight body of Becky as she places the bars of soap on her stomach and begins moving it in slow circles over her body, gently caressing her breasts. The white of the soap is a gorgeous contrast to the pink of Becky’s nipples as she traces the soap over the crying girl’s nipples. Becky begins to moan through her tears as her nipples involuntarily harden under Sarah’s gentle cleansing.

“See? That isn’t so bad, is it baby?” Keith whispers in her ear as he holds her tight, grinding his freshly hardened cock against Becky’s ass.

“Let me go,”Becky whimpers.

The tears of the pretty girl only turn Sarah on more as she slides the soap down Becky’s stomach and in between her legs. Pressing the bar hard against Becky’s swollen clit, Sarah slides two fingers in her wet cunt and rocks in time with the rubbing of the soap against Becky. The shame on Becky’s face as her hips began rocky against the soap in Sarah’s hand only provoked Sarah to rub their pussies faster and faster, creating a soapy lather in Becky’s pussy as she cried out in ecstacy.