This Calls For War
[Warning: R-18]
Trisha did not even take Yuki's dress off right away. It was rare for Yuki to be wearing a dress, so She wished to slowly take it off as she kissed the exposed skin that came into view. While she was doing that, Yuki was using her fingers to work Trisha's pussy. The wet slit allowed her fingers to slide in and out easily. Trisha's hips would move with every thrust of Yuki's fingers as her own lips were busy nibbling on Yuki's soft mounds.
Yuki could feel Trisha's pussy squeezing her fingers, causing Yuki to bite her lower lip. She wanted nothing more than to taste the sweet nectar that was coming out of Trisha at this time."Trisha, let's move to the bed so I can taste you."
"Mmm... " Trisha slipped off Yuki's lap and then scooped her up. She sat her on the edge of the bed and stripped her dress and underwear off. She then pushed Yuki on her back and mounted her face with her wet lips hovering over her mouth.