The Eyes of Justine Read Free Page A

the outside , and the n she moved up ward between her thighs onto her high curving ass.  The woman’s fingernails left hot trails of pleasure in their wake as Mani stroked her again and again.
                  Leaning forward, Mani softly brushed her lips against Justine ’s naked ass.  Her tongue emerged as Mani kissed every inch of the young woman’s cheeks, her hands never stopping their pattern of caresses. 
                  Justine couldn’t believe the sensations running through her body.  Though she’d often masturbated, she’d never thought it could feel so wickedly different when it was someone else’s hands touching her.  And for those hands to be Mani’s! 
                  Mani’s hands grasped Justine ’s ass cheeks, her tongue and lips licking along the firm globes.  “Mani,” Justine moaned leaning into the dresser for support as her legs weakened, “Please,” she begged, not knowing whether she meant for Mani to stop or, like a beggar-boy, asking for more l.
                  Lifting Justine ’s cheeks apart, Mani dipped lower, her tongue extending into Justine ’s soft cleft.  With a slow, long wet stroke, Mani licked across Justine ’s rear passage.
                  Justine bucked as Mani’s tongue stroked her asshole.  “Oh God!” 
                  Mani, gripping her tighter, flicked her tongue across the tiny rosebud again as Justine again bucked backward.
                  Justine ’s moans grew harsher as Mani’s tongue worked on her ass.  Wet streaks of saliva and slick cunt juice flowed down her thighs as Mani licked her again and again.
                  Spreading her cheeks further, Mani pressed her mouth against the girl’s bottom as her tongue speared into Justine ’s passage.
                  “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Justine chanted as Mani began thrusting her slick tongue further and further inside the girl’s ass.
                  Justine felt so deliciously wicked at the thought and feel of Mani’s tongue exploring her where even she had never dared go before.
                  Clasping the dresser’s sides for support, Justine pushed her ass backward at each thrust of Mani’s probing tongue.  Soon their rhythm quickened as Justine felt her cunny respond to the soft, pounding intrusion.
                  “Fuck my ass, Mani,” Justine moaned, “Fuck my ass.”  Justine heard the words from a distance and was amazed to realize she’d spoken aloud with such vulgar instructions.  The sensuous feel of the wet invader overwhelmed her, drawing from her a wanton desire hidden within the depths of her being.
                  Mani responded by sliding her right hand around Justine ’s slender hips, her fingers finding the blind girl’s cunt slick and swollen with need.  Her tongue continuing to probe Justine ’s nether passage, Mani started stroking the strawberry-blonde’s engorged clit.
                  Justine ’s thighs trembled as the excruciating pleasure surged in her pussy.  The slick wet slurps as Mani tongue-fucked her echoed in her mind as she felt her cunt throb and clasp at her hollowness.
                  Clinging to the dresser in desperation, Justine ’s knees nearly buckled as the first waves of her orgasm crashed over her.  Mani plunged into her, shoving her tongue deeply into Justine ’s ass as she frantically frigged Justine ’s hot button.
                  “Oh God, Oh…Oh, yes…oh god yes,” Justine panted through clenched lips as wave after wave of delicious joy jolted up her belly and down her thighs.  “Don’t…stop…please…please…don’t,” Justine moaned over and over in delirious relief as Mani sucked and fingered her.
                  For long minutes Justine reveled in the wicked sensations running through her body amazed at the vast