Next, another woman, Nancy, disrobed and joined Lucy, still smeared with her brother’s cum. And George’s. And Michael’s. And her own. The two naked women were directed to recline facing each other and to scissor their legs so as to press their crotches together, their shoulders supported by cushions, and to gaze into each other’s eyes. Nancy was considerably younger, with leaner legs and smaller tits, the classic fashion model type. As they pressed their cunts together, each stretched their outer lips apart to bring their wet openings into contact. Nancy was totally hairless and Lucy’s hair was only above her slit, so the view was excellent. Like two sets of lips in a passionate kiss, with plenty of pink on display! The combined scent given off by the two women was sweet and musky. As they pulled apart, there was a pleasant sucking sound.
After that pose, Nancy dabbed herself dry and got back into her kit to take up her pencils again, but Lucy remained nude, still cum-soaked, legs enticingly apart and ready for the next pose.
I wanted so much to stick my cock into that open, wet and vulnerable center of perfect womanhood.