June didn’t disappoint her, avidly licking and sucking as Cynthia kept creaming like a faucet, her warm juices flowing onto June’s tongue. June kept at it, her tongue everywhere, and where her tongue wasn’t, her fingers were working their magic, stroking, rubbing, teasing, most of her attention being given to the throbbing spire of Cynthia’s sensitive clit.
“OH FUCK… I’M GONNA… I’M GONNA…. AAAAAAHHHHH!” Cynthia gasped out loud as she started to come, her backside shifting restlessly on the tiny bench seat. She could feel herself gushing like mad, flooding June’s face with a deluge of her warm juices.
“Glllmmphhh…”
Cynthia heard June gulp as she swallowed, but still, the older woman kept licking and sucking at her juicy snatch, relentlessly pleasuring her as Cynthia twitched and shook for a long time. June slowed what she was doing, knowing how sensitive Cynthia was in that moment, tenderly licking and sucking up more of Cynthia’s warm nectar as Cynthia drew in deep breaths of air.
But, being a woman, and knowing exactly when the time was right, June purposely slid her tongue up and along the slick crease of Cynthia’s pleasure-groove, teasingly rolling the tip of her tongue all around Cynthia’s pulsing clit.
“Oh god, June, that is so good,” Cynthia said with a low moan as she closed her eyes and savored the rapturous pleasure of being serviced so tenderly. She felt June’s tongue press firmly, and then her lips had closed around the throbbing love-button, and before Cynthia knew it, June had her squirming and climbing the walls again.
“NO! JUNE… STOP… I… NO… OH FUGGGKKKK…” Cynthia groaned loudly as June’s talented tongue took her over the edge once more. Cynthia’s hands were back on June’s head once more, mashing the older woman’s mouth against her as June mercilessly pleasured Cynthia’s pulsing clit, wave upon wave of pure ecstasy coursing through her lush curvy body. Cynthia had her legs wrapped around June’s head as she held the woman close, pouring more love juice into June’s eagerly waiting mouth as her orgasm went on and on.
Finally, with both of them gasping for air, Cynthia unlocked her legs and let go of June’s head, allowing the woman to come up and take a breath. Cynthia sat there, slumped back against the mirror, her chest heaving. She glanced down as June sat back her hands reaching forward to slide tenderly up the front of Cynthia’s body before she took one of Cynthia’s huge breasts in each of her hands, cupping them warmly.
“Oh god, girl,” Cynthia gasped out as she looked down at June through glassy eyes. “Your face is a mess. Sorry about that.”
“It was my pleasure,” June said with a knowing smirk on her face as she leaned forward and gave Cynthia a delicate kiss right on the tip of her clit.
“Mmm, that was perfect,” Cynthia cooed, feeling barely able to move as she languished in the pure lassitude of the moment. “Where did you learn to do that?”
June shrugged. “A woman professor I had in college taught me a few things. Things you never forget.”
“Hmm, I hope you got an ‘A’ in her class,” Cynthia said, a warm smile on her face.
“A+ actually,” June replied, her thumbs rolling teasingly over Cynthia’s big nipples.
“If there was anything higher than an A+, I’m sure she would have given you that, if you did for her what you just did for me.”
“Well, she did say I was her favorite student. She liked to call me ‘the teacher’s pet’.”
“I bet she did.”
June paused, tracing one red-tipped fingernail down the middle of Cynthia’s body, her fingertip ending on Cynthia’s throbbing clit, before she looked up at Cynthia, that mischievous look in her eye once more. “Want to see some more of what she taught me?”
“I’d love to, but maybe later. As you can see, this isn’t really the most comfortable place to do this kind of thing.”
June glanced around, both of them laughing at what they’d done in the cramped quarters. “You’re right about that. Next time I want you spread out in a big bed so I can take as long as I want with this gorgeous body of yours. I do have to say, Cynthia, you are a treasure. I’ve never seen anyone as sexy and desirable as yours. And with that movie-star face of yours, I don’t know why some porn company hasn’t put you in their movies years ago.”
“As if,” Cynthia said, sitting up and starting to put on the clothes she’d arrived in.
“Seriously,” June said as she got to her feet and wiped her face. “I can just see you in some interracial movie, ‘MILF GETS BLACKED’, or something like that.”
Both women laughed as Cynthia pulled on her bra and sweater. “That would be fun though, wouldn’t it?” Cynthia said.
“It certainly would. Let me be your agent and both of us will be on easy street before the end of the year,” June said as she reached out and gave Cynthia’s boobs one more gentle squeeze.
“That’s enough of that for now,” Cynthia laughed as she swatted June’s hands away. “Don’t you go getting me all heated up again, I’m getting married today, you know.”
Laughing like schoolgirls, the two women made their way out of the change room and paid for their purchases. The two female salesclerks never batted an eye, but Cynthia could tell by the looks on their faces that they’d been listening outside the change room. Like everything else on this trip, Cynthia found that just the thought of those women knowing exactly what they were doing in there excited her even more.
Their cabbie was right there waiting for them, having been beckoned by a call from the store. The women loaded their packages into the trunk and then they were off, back to the Toros Infinitos Resort.
“I love the name, don’t you,” June said. “It’s perfect, ‘Endless Bulls’. I couldn’t think of a better name.”
Cynthia heaved a big sigh, a sigh of pleasure. “You’re right about that. I’m so happy Jim found this place.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll be back many times from now on, trust me.”
June turned in her seat, setting her hand on Cynthia’s leg, just above the knee. June slid her hand higher, her fingertips moving over the soft skin on the inside of Cynthia’s thigh. Cynthia looked over and saw the cunning look on June’s face as the older woman let her fingers explore higher, moving under the hem of Cynthia’s tiny skirt.
Without a word being spoken, and still feeling turned on by what had happened in the change room Cynthia let her legs roll open. June didn’t hesitate, her slender fingers moving higher until her fingertips slid right beneath the leg opening of Cynthia’s panties.
“Mmm,” Cynthia couldn’t help the soft purr she gave off as June’s fingers slid over her slippery flesh and right up inside her. Cynthia closed her eyes and leaned back against the head rest as June’s fingers moved in teasing circles over her vaginal walls, the woman’s talented fingers rubbing over the hot folds of flesh inside Cynthia’s weeping cunt. Cynthia caught her own womanly scent, her pussy leaking like crazy as June pleasured her, wondering if the driver could smell her as well. Through half-closed eyes, Cynthia looked up at the rear-view mirror, the man’s eyes meeting hers. She could see his eyes glittering with excitement as he flicked his gaze back and forth between the road and what was happening behind him. Cynthia found it luridly exciting and got even more aroused as June’s fingers moved to that perfect spot way up inside her.