Rachael breathed more deeply. It was indeed an unmistakeable scent of feminine arousal. It was almost palpable as the air around her face became more humid. She felt an odd sensation as though something had lightly tapped the surface of her mask, right near her lips and then again. Reluntantly, she opened one eye to see that she was looking directly up at Dominique's red-furred pussy.
Casting her eyes downward, she noticed that Dominique's face was positioned just a few inches above her own, bald cunt. Slowly, seductively, she raised her hips, bringing her opening to Dominique's ready lips. As Dominique promptly began lapping, Rachael lost all self control and tore off her mask. Soon the two starlets were aggressively sixty-nining on Rachael's table.
Mon Jul 9 10:09:20 2001