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"Get on your back, my love, and I will shower you with kisses," Michele said, tilting her head slightly to one side so that her long hair spilled over a single shoulder.

"Oh, "yeah! That's the best idea I have heard all day!" Bernedette said, turning up one corner of her sensuous mouth into a naughty half-grin.

Bernedette got on her back and rested her head in the bed of soft grass, stretching her legs out straight in front of her.

She then parted her thighs to a perfect ninety degree angle, and Michele moved so she could look at the pretty blonde's cunt flesh.

Michele licked her lips and felt the cunt juices rolling out of her pussy down the insides of her thighs.

Bernedette placed the balls of her dainty feet flat on the ground and raised her knees up in the air. She strained to get her thighs as far apart as she could, pointing her knees in opposite directions.

Michele dropped to her knees between Bernedette's parted thighs and leaned forward to caress her tits. Michele placed the palms of her hands over Bernedette's perky young breasts, opening her fingers. She squeezed those globes of feminine flesh a couple of time and then worked both tits in slow circles.

Michele pressed Bernedette's tits together for a second, so that the little blonde's cleavage was long and deep. She then released her grip on the boobs so she could concentrate her attention solely on the nipples. She got each nipple between her thumb and forefinger at that moment and began to pinch and pull. She did this lightly at first but increased the pressure until little twinges of pain shot up and down Bernedette's spine, making her whimper.

The little blonde found that it was impossible to keep her round, milky white ass still on the grass.

She gyrated.

She writhed.

Her hips bucked upward.

The little blonde had realized some time before that a little pain felt good mixed in with her pleasure if she were horny enough.

Michele pulled on both of Bernedette's nipples at the same time until the skin all around them was taut.

This lifted the tits up from the top of her rib – cage, and made them look a great deal pointier than usual.

She then released the nipples and allowed them to snap back into position, where they throbbed with desire.

"SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!" Bernedette screamed again again – all caught up in the intense desire she felt in her cunt.

As she lay sprawled in the grass, Bernedette could feel her cunt juices begin to drip out of the base of her slit.

She could feel that thick honey-like natural lubrication rolling over the inch-long patch of mucous membrane between the base of her drooling vagina and her tight, puckered nether eye – her asshole.

Her anus was moistened as those juices rolled into the crack of her butt before dripping into the grass beneath her gyrating hips.

Michele leaned forward and parted her full lips. She stuck out her tongue as far as she could get it. Michele concentrated on making the tip of her tongue pointy. She placed the tip right on Bernedette's left nipple.

The little blonde let out a harsh groan and closed her eyes. The dark haired girl flicked her tongue back and forth across that quivering feminine erection.

She rolled her tongue lazily over the nipple until the entire rosebud was wet and slippery with the hot spittle she spilled. She drew back her lips two Inches from the throbbing nipple. She puckered her lips as if she were about to whistle. She made no sound however as she blew cool air onto the wet erection.

This felt very good to the hot blonde, and Bernedette began to thrash her head from side to side in the grass.

Her eyes closed tightly. Her face reddened.

Fresh gooseflesh formed.

Her pussy nearly gushed! "Suck it. Oh God, Michele! Suck my tits. They are on fire. I need you to suck them so badly," she said.

Bernedette's long golden eyelashes were pressed hard against her high cheekbones and her lids were wrinkled.

Her face turned as red as a beet from the flush of her arousal, and Michele wrapped her lips around the nipple.

The brunette began to suck very hard, drawing the erection deep into her mouth with the created vacuum.

Michele had an olive complexion to go with her near-ebony hair, and did not have to worry about sunburn.

Michele got so dark from the sun that by fall it was hard to believe that the pretty brunette was Caucasian.

Michele got her teeth on the nipple so she could give Bernedette a series of sharp love bites there.

The pain soared to the base of Bernedette's skull and gathered there in a fiery ball before entering the pretty little blonde's already reeling brain.

The aroused mind of Bernedette translated that intrinsically sexual pain into pleasure and sent the signal back down Bernedette's spine, to her tailbone, and into her swollen-dripping pussy hole.

Michele repeated the process with the other nipple – going once again the way from gentle licking to hard sucking and biting.

Bernedette could tell that her dark haired lover would not have to eat her cunt for long to make her come.

Bernedette could tell that she was going to explode into her first orgasm of the afternoon soon after Michele found her poontang with her knowing mouth.

Michele knew how to pleasure Bernedette's cunt better than anyone – which, wasn't actually a difficult feat because she was the only lover Bernedette had ever had.

The only other orgasms the pretty blonde had felt had come from her own hand – when she masturbated.

But Bernedette had known for a long time that being touched by Michele was a thousand times better than touching herself.

Michele showered Bernedette's tits with noisy peck kisses and then began to kiss and lick her way down the front of Bernedette's torso, getting ever closer to the soaking wet delta between her spread thighs.

Soon Michele was stretched out flat on her tummy with her head between Bernedette's milky white thighs.

She was looking at the swollen flesh of her lover's cunt.

Michele leaned forward, placing the tip of her nose very close to the inner lips of Bernedette's pussy.

The dark haired girl inhaled deeply through her nose – completely filling her lungs and sinuses.

The flesh was shiny in the sunlight, and almost red with engorgement.

Michele knew that it was going to taste as good as it smelled.

Bernedette Wellington did not have a great deal of body hair.

Even the hair between her legs was sparse and downy.

As Michele gazed at the opened pussy slash, she could see the two tiny golden curls of pubies on Bernedette's mound, just above her love button.

The curls grew in the shape of a heart and only covered the bottom third of Bernedette's mound.

She didn't have any hair at all along the sides of her vulva on her outer cunt lips, and she was almost equally bald between the cheeks of her creamy ass, except for a ring of blonde hair that grew about her asshole.

The hair that grew on Bernedette's well-toned legs was so light that it was practically invisible.

Bernedette had never bothered shaving her legs – or beneath her arms for that matter – thinking that vain.

But the hair on her legs was so sparse that it was barely noticeable, and not at all unattractive.

Michele closed her eyes and began to caress the insides of Bernedette's parted thighs with her fingertips, stroking slowly and gingerly.

She began her caresses very close to the insides of Bernedette's bent knees and drew her fingers downward until they were only a fraction of an inch away from the little blonde's outer labia.

She repeated this stroke several times, caressing both thighs at the same time, being careful not to actually touch the writhing girl's cunt.