The Eyes of Justine Read Free

“Cut that out,” Justine remonstrated, slapping at Mani’s hands just as Mani’s thumbs started making circles across her pink nipples .
                  Justine couldn’t repress the moan that Mani’s thumbs forced from her, nor could she ignore the sudden warmth welling in her loins.
                  Mani lowered her mouth to Justine ’s ear.  “Can’t you just imagine your Roland holding your pert tits in his palms,” she whispered, “as he strokes your nipples again and again.”  Mani’s hips began rubbing against Justine ’s ass.  Justine clearly felt Mani’s mound through the thin silk of her panties as the tall girl kept caressing her breasts.
                  In her mind she could indeed imagine Roland’s hands touching her breasts. His thumbs flicking her nipples, causing them to stiffen and swell.
                  “I know you want to feel his thick cock pressing into your ass too,” Mani continued in a whisper, forcing her hips harder against Justine ’s backside, her mound wedged between the girl’s round globes.
                  Justine moaned again, closing her eyes as she imagined what it would feel like to have Roland’s cock between her ass cheeks, his right hand sliding lower down her flat stomach and underneath the think silk covering her sparsely haired cunny.
                  She felt Roland’s finger slip between her cunt lips and slide across her clit.  Justine ’s body shuddered in pleasure as she imagined how it would feel.
                  Mani’s tongue flicked at her ear just as her finger delved into her virginal cunt to the first knuckle.  Justine bit her lip but was too late to hide the groan that escaped.  Mani’s finger, wet with Justine ’s desire, returned to her clit and rubbed the moisture in circles around the swelling bud.
                  Justine couldn’t help herself.  Her hips started gyrating against Mani’s mound as she followed the woman’s finger in its erotic orbit.  “Oh, God, Mani,” Justine moaned, her left hand covering Mani’s as the woman continued to masturbate her, “what are you doing to me?”
                  Mani pulled Justine tight to her body; using the blind girl’s ass to rub her own clit against Justine ’s firm flesh.
                  “Imagine what he would do if he could see you like this?” Mani moaned into Justine ’s ear, her lips softly brushing the young woman’s neck.  Mani’s finger dipped between Justine ’s labia once more scooping fluid from inside and spreading it up the writhing girl’s sensitive folds as she continued her ministrations.
                  Soft butterfly kisses across Justine ’s shoulder sent tingling sensations into her chest and nipples as Mani’s left hand stroked her breasts now grown hot with pleasure.  “Mmmmm,” Justine moaned again, “that feels nice.”
                  Justine felt Mani’s kisses trail down her back as the slender woman lowered herself.  Soft, warm wet lips slithered across her shoulder blades, her spine, into the hollow of her back.  Moaning now in disappointment as Mani removed her hand from her panties, Justine started to turn, but Mani, grabbing her hips, forced her to face the dresser.
                  Using both hands, Mani lowered Justine ’s panties down the girl’s toned legs and to the floor.  Lifting one foot, then the other, Mani removed to the panties entirely.
                  Mani’s hands stroked up the outside of Justine ’s calves to her thighs and down onto the firm curves of her ass.  Gliding downward she urged Justine ’s legs further apart.
                  Complying, Justine found herself leaning into the dresser as she spread her legs a shoulder width apart.  Mani’s hands continued to stroke up and down her legs.
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