“I’m an ass-girl,” Alyssa said. Indian sex She was mostly squeezing it, but every so often she’d brush Madison’s nipple with her finger. Alyssa turned to Madison and bit her lip. Normally we all might hang out on Friday, but Ashley, Madison, and Alyssa had all planned a “girl’s night in” for that weekend so I hung out with some of my other friends instead. She was smiling. “Shut up!” Alyssa said, giving Madison a playful slap on the thigh. “I think it was mine,” Ashley said. The three of them met up at Ashley and Madison’s house once they were all done with work. “Therefore I like assholes.”
“I mean, me too,” Ashley said. Together — with a hint of hesitation of Alyssa — they pulled their shirts and bras up over their tits. “Oh my God,” Alyssa moaned. She walked back to her couch, picking up her glass of wine before sitting down and taking a sip. “I’m an ass-girl,” Alyssa said. She hadn’t felt this exposed since she, Brian, and Ashley first started playing together. “Please don’t stop, Alyssa.”
Alyssa took all of Ashley’s nipple into her mouth and sucked it gently, twirling her tongue around it and flicking her tongue back and forth, up and down.
