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Chapter 10 by davidteas

Does Yisel resist?

No

Even though Janet wasn't fully on top of her yet, Yisel was held down by the woman's hands pressing against her thighs, which were spread eagle. Janet was stronger than Yisel had expected.

Janet kissed her inner left thigh softly. It was tender and wet. She sniffed her. "Mmm, you smell good Yisel," She kissed her leg again, moving towards her pelvis. "Not just because you've bathed," Janet clarified. "Your scent is... delicious." Slowly she moved her lips closer and closer towards Yisel's crotch.

Yisel groaned slightly. "Janet, if you're going to do this..."

"Yes?" Janet lifted her mouth from Yisel's body for a moment.

"Please be gentle."

Janet grinned. "Of course, love!" She dragged her tongue along Yisel's left hip and then moved towards her center, her bare femininity. Janet kissed the top of her pelvis, and then turned her attention to the delicate slit that parted Yisel's soft flesh. She stuck out her tongue and penetrated it softly, wetting her skin as she did so.

"Auugh..." Yisel let out that sound but stopped herself by immediately biting her lip. She couldn't let Janet know that -

"Ahhhh!" Too late now. Janet's tongue was moving downward, beneath Yisel's thighs. She had now found the opening. Yisel could only see Janet's head bobbing up and down as she did so, and at the same time felt the unbelievable sensation of receiving Janet's tongue. She was licking her in between her folds of flesh, back to front. It was a consistent motion, scraping deeper and deeper into her. Yisel continued to groan, unable to contain herself.

They continued for a few minutes, but to Yisel it felt like hours. She writhed on the bed, tossing and turning, working up a sweat once again. Her legs naturally contracted around Janet's head, her thighs enveloping the woman. Her hair was matted and heavy, the black strands splayed outward. However, despite her cries, she accepted the penetration.

Finally, Janet brought her to her climax. With several final tongue-strokes, Yisel ejaculated with a loud cry. "Ohhhh!" Her wetness shot outward onto Janet's face, who stopped and licked her lips. "My, my, Yisel," she said. "You are particularly wet..."

Yisel's breathing slowed as she calmed down, her heart almost beating out of her chest. "Ohhh Janet..."

"Well, what did you think?"

Does Yisel admit that she liked it?

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