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“Smoke your ciggy baby girl.”
Amy took a long drag and exhaled right in Amanda’s direction. She held the cigarette in her slim fingers, paused to the side of her head.
Now, Amanda moved closer, walking towards Amy. The thigh boots caused her to take slow, deliberate steps that led to a full sway in her hips.
Standing before her now, Amy watched as Amanda’s boot came to rest on her. Gently, while balancing on her other leg, Amanda made lazy circles with the boots’ sole pressed on Amy’s sex.
Amy’s eyes moved back and forth from her groin to Amanda’s eyes. Such a manic, lustful grin on her face. Taking a long, luxurious drag on her cigarette, Amy exhaled down at her crotch and then reached with her hand to press her lovers boot to her sex, arching up, yearning for more contact.
“Ohhhh, yes.”
Amy breathed out her desire.
“Want more baby?”
Amy nodded. Her soft moans grew louder.
“Where do you want it?”
Amy took the boot and guided the toe into her now very wet, swollen sex.
“Ughnnn!”
Amanda could feel the convulsions and heat through the leather. Her eyes were glued to her younger lover. Her passion overwhelmed her. How lucky to find her. Exploring their fetishism together.
“Oh, I love this,” cried out Amy. “Love me. Love me. Love me lover..mmmm”
“Cum on my boot baby!”
“Yes,”
“I want your girl cum on my boots….please Amy”
Amy licked her lips, crying out. She pulled the boot into her as Amanda thrusted forth, fucking her lover.
“Ahhhh! I’m cumming.”
“Oh yes, Amy, cum on my boots.”
“Mmmm.”
A blissful smile passed across Amy’s face as she slouched in the couch, lazily caressing the boot. “All sticky,” she said. Laughing.
Amanda laughed, as well. Sitting down on the couch and crossing her legs to examine her boot with her gloved fingers, she noted the sticky fluids coating the toe. It glistened even in the dim light of the living room. Amy looked at the boot, then at Amanda. Without a word, she kneeled before her, and took the boot in her mouth. Sucking the tip, swallowing her girl juices. A Sapphic mélange of leather, saliva, vaginal secretions, perfume as she sucked the 6” stiletto between red lips.
Amanda reached into Amy’s bag and pulled out her pack of cigarettes. Extracting one of the long, slender cylinders, Amanda placed it in her crimson lips and lit up. Amy found herself admiring the look of the lipstick-stained cigarette in the soft black leather gloved fingers of her lover. As she exhaled, Amanda picked up the pack and read aloud.
“Virginia Slims 120s.” She grinned at Amy.
“Chick cigs, huh?”
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