Sometimes women loved women better than men.
Jessica Alba believed that.
Years experience had taught her.
She didn't always need a man to keep her company.
Sometimes she just needed another woman.
One with big tits.
Lucy Pinder had been staying with her.
They met a film convention some time back.
It was years back when Jessica was married.
Lucy was with a man at the time.
After Jessica had her chances with him, they both went solo.
Every now and then they would meet up for a day like this of love between sheets.
Lucy was laying down naked over the bed.
Every inch of her giant boobs could be seen.
Slick and oily in sweat and lotion that had been applied.
Jessica rejoined her on the bed after leaving the bathroom.
Lucy leaned up and their lips met.
Kissing softly, Lucy moaned into her mouth.
Jessica's fingers traced circles down Lucy's side.
She paused at the curve of her hip.
Lucy arched into the touch.
Their kiss deepened.
Teeth grazed lips.
Lucy's hands tangled in Jessica's hair for a little bit.
It was time to make love in the only way they knew how.
Lucy rolled onto her back.
Jessica followed.
Her thigh slid between Lucy's legs.
Lucy gasped.
Jessica smiled against her neck, rubbing her lips against the skin.
Soft kisses trailed down Lucy's neck until Jessica reached her boobs.
She buried her face between Lucy's tits, smothering herself.
Lucy squeezed her tits, rubbing them against Jessica's face.
Jessica continued, kissing her way down the stomach, and finding the place between Lucy's legs.
Her snatch glistening wet without any hint of oils or body lotion.
Jessica's tongue flicked out.
Lucy shuddered.
A slow, deliberate lick traced the length of her slit and to the clit.
Lucy didn't move.
Remaining perfectly still, to show how badly she wanted it.
Jessica chuckled, the vibration sending another shiver through Lucy's body.
Fingers curled around Lucy's thighs, holding her open.
Jessica dove in, tongue sliding in slowly.
Lucy's hands fisted the sheets, tugging them around.
Jessica's tongue worked in circles, teasing Lucy's clit.
The room filled with the sound of wet, hungry kisses.
Lucy's moans grew louder.
Jessica's fingers joined her tongue, slipping inside Lucy with ease.
Lucy kept still.
Jessica hummed against her, the vibration sending shockwaves through Lucy's body as she licked.
Lucy's thighs trembled, her toes curling into the mattress.
Jessica curled her fingers just right, hitting that spot inside Lucy that made cry in pleasure.
Her hands pressed around Lucy's thighs, holding them still.
Lucy gasped, eyes closed as she rested her hands on her own big boobs.
She squeezed them and then pinched her nipples.
Jessica knew Lucy was close.
Anytime Lucy played with her tits like that, it was a sign.
She could feel the tension coiling in Lucy's body, the way her muscles clenched around her fingers.
Jessica slowed her movements, drawing it out just a little longer.
She darted her tongue back into Lucy, withdrew, and then did it again.
Then she made Lucy cum.
The hot spunk filled her mouth as Lucy screamed, clutching the sheets.
Lucy arched off the bed, her back forming a perfect curve.
Her tits bounced wildly, unrestrained.
Jessica kept her lips sealed tight, swallowing every last drop.
Lucy's fingers twisted in the sheets, pulling them loose from the mattress.
Her thighs trembled, still spread wide around Jessica's face.
The taste lingered—salty, sweet, electric.
Jessica pulled back slowly, lips glistening.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You always know how to make me cum harder than most men do," Lucy admitted.
Jessica just smiled, "that's cause sometimes, girls do it better."
She placed her hands on Lucy's big tits, pressing down and making them wobble.
Jessica laid down on Lucy and then went to kissing again.
More kisses in bed for this lazy day.
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