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Idle Hands

Erotic fiction inspired by Eos in “Alluring

I love the feeling of my fingers caressing my nipples. Unhurriedly, gently crossing over them, one by one. Pinching the soft little nubs between my fingers until they harden like pebbles. I can cum just by playing with my breasts. It feels so good when I squeeze them and squash them against my palms. Leaving prints on them, marking them with lust.

It’s my final day here after a quiet week of rest and relaxation. The sweet hint of vanilla on my skin from a nice long soak with the perfumed bath bombs. Now, it’s time to rinse off. I sit at the edge of the tub and open my legs. The water from the showerhead feels amazing on my skin. I spent most of the week on the beach and developed a sleek sexy tan, the lines of my bikini top stark against the golden glow.  I wish it was a nude beach, so I could let my breasts out in the summer breeze.

But it’s okay. I have plenty of freedom within this gorgeous suite to play. My body is at ease, my skin is polished smooth. My muscles are so relaxed. The only part of my body that’s tense is my pussy. And it’s because I can’t leave my breasts alone. Every chance I get, I gather them in my hands and squeeze them playfully. They’re so perfectly round and firm. My nipples are so perky and delectable. I just can’t stop touching them.

I give them another pinch and feel my clit throb. I spray my chest with the warm water and moan softly at the titillating sensation. The water beads down my body, caressing my pussy at the final drip. I aim the shower head lower, raising my leg to the edge of the tub to open my lips. I massage my pussy above the water and tease my clit gently. I’m so sensitive that the tip of my middle finger is enough to drive me mad.

The gentle sliding of my fingers feels like slow sensuous licks, intensified by the powerful jets of the showerhead. I tease myself until I’m literally shaking, my feet making loud squeaks over the porcelain as I steadily lose control. I aim the showerhead at an angle and turn up the pressure. It feels just like a tongue expertly flicking my little bean. I grind my hips to catch each spray, feeling my orgasm rise within the pit of my stomach. I reach for my breast and wedge my nipple between my fingers, a death grip, as if a skilled mouth were clamped tight around it.

I disassociate with myself and feel like I’m someone else watching me lose it. My lustful bellows reverberate around the walls. My hand quivers in a tight grip around the showerhead and I press it against my pussy while I tweak my nipples as hard as I can. The sharp sweet sting sends electric pleasure waves through my core. My aching pussy releases pounding throbs all over the metal head as my feet splash bathwater in every direction.

It takes a moment for me to regain my composure. I shake my head and smooth my hair back from my face. My body glistens in the steam as I rinse off again. I’m immersed in my own sex cloud. It feels like I’m floating and not walking to the door to grab my towel.

I wrap it around my shoulders and smile to myself. The soft cotton feels like a tranquil embrace on my skin. I press my breasts together and admire my sexy curves. If my lips could reach down there, I’d kiss them in appreciation. For now, I’ll just admire them with lustful eyes and idle hands.  

 

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Leather Redemption

Erotic fiction inspired by Blue Angel and Vicky Love in “Dark Desires

She was a married woman and I knew that. Something about taking such intimate time away from her husband made me feel special. Like a female James Bond, who only desired women that were already taken.  Maybe it was my arrogance, maybe a silent rebellion. I'm not sure of the root cause anymore. All I knew was it brought us both much pleasure.

When I came over, Mistress Vicky would always have something for me. Either a reward or a punishment. Nothing in between. There were no gray areas with her. She was my Mistress, and I, her slave. That's the truth I lived by, clear as day and tough as leather.

She liked calling me Blue because that's the color the flesh on my ass would turn when I did bad things. I did them often. And often, I did them on purpose. I loved pain from her hands and nowhere else. I felt I paid for my sins through her will. I felt cleansed. I was on my knees most of the time serving penance.

This day, I did something terrible and went to her house unannounced. Her husband answered the door. I was never supposed to meet him, but I did. She was furious.

So now, here I was, over her knee. A blood red scarf tied around my face. Tight leather wrapped around my uncovered limbs. I was being punished but in the most delicious way. I wondered if she truly knew how much I loved the ache. Sometimes I couldn't tell where the pain began and the pleasure ended. Her hands were the perfect weight for spanking me. Not too heavy, not too light. But just right.

I closed my eyes and welcomed the hot sting of her hand. My pussy rubbed deliciously over the leather pressing my crotch, and every movement pushed my hips to grind on her lap.

At this moment, she owned my skin and everything beneath it. I moaned at every surge of pain as it transformed to pleasure. Each red mark was like an earned badge of achievement and a hollow disposition putting me in my place.

Mistress Vicky propped me up after my head began to loll to the side and my watering mouth dripped over her delicate thigh. I was on my knees now. The first thing that hit me was the sweet ripe aroma of her pussy. My tongue instinctively extended to taste it. Her soft wet lips were plump and juicy like a split Georgia peach. I moaned as I devoured her.

The sounds she made were my reward for my obedience. She smothered my face until I felt the red binding soak. My eyes felt sticky. My cheeks were damp as if I drank from a flow of wine with my lips barely parted. The lock attached to my collar jingled as my neck swiveled. I used my whole body to please her although my face was the only thing in contact with her sweet flesh.

When I tasted her clit erect on my tongue, I sucked it lovingly. She moaned louder. Her voice rasped to a mammalian howl. Her hips shivered as she fucked my face. She gripped every strand of hair I had, using it as handlebars to ride out her climax as she called me her dirty little slut. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed. The ebb and flow of her orgasm coursed through me as if I came right along with her. I nearly did. The leather couldn't absorb any of the juices pooling down my thighs. It just dripped and dripped until a puddle formed around my knees.

Knowing my Mistress and the great mistake I’d made, forgetting my place, I expected she would leave me like this. And she did. After she came, I felt her tongue lap my cheeks clean, but she didn't kiss me. I felt my hunger rise and yanked back like a bad dog on a leash.

I was alone on my knees. My pussy aching. But I knew better than to touch myself without her permission. I waited there in loud silence, my flesh screaming under my leather outfit, awaiting my redemption. 

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com

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Breakfast Then Bed

Erotic fiction inspired by Ginger Mary and Stasey in “Kitchen Lessons

Ginger looked pretty when she was sleeping. Typically, Stasey hated a girl who could roll out of bed looking ready for the day. But not when that girl was lying next to her.

Stasey had woken up wet and restless. She wanted to shag the morning away, but she was famished.

“Morning,” Stasey whispered. Ginger’s eyes opened slowly. “I’d make you breakfast, but I’d miss you too much. Will you cook with me?”

“Of course,” said Ginger, pushing her red hair back over her blue eyes as she worked through a yawn. “What’s on the menu?”

“Crepes with syrup,” said Stasey. 

“Yummy,” said Ginger.

“Then you.”

“That’s hard to follow.”

“Not really.”

Ginger stole a kiss before Stasey rolled out of bed. She found her motivation to get up when Stasey walked out of the room in a t-shirt and thong panties, and she followed suit.

Stasey assembled the flour, eggs, sugar, and oil while Ginger watched the coffee drip. The crepes came together fast—despite their roaming hands—and went down faster. Stasey’s cravings for Ginger took over. As they kissed, she pulled Ginger’s collar open to get a good look at her naked chest. 

They took off each other’s shirts and rubbed their soft breasts together as they made out. Stasey nudged Ginger over to the counter and grabbed her ass to help her up. She moved between Ginger’s open legs. She still had syrup on her mouth and liked the way her lips stuck to Ginger’s sweet nipples.

She moved her hand under Ginger’s panties and rubbed her fingers over the soft fuzz of shaven skin. When Ginger’s juices had been coaxed out of her, Stasey went down on her. Ginger moved her fingers through Stasey's hair but Stasey would not be distracted. She forced Ginger’s legs wider as she probed her tongue deeper into the sticky sweet opening.

Nothing beats fresh pussy in the morning.

Ginger was craving it, too. She got off the counter—a bit too abruptly for Stasey’s tastes—and pulled Stasey’s panties off, falling to her knees for some wet kisses below the waist.

Stasey struggled to remain idle. They hopped onto the counter, lying down to kiss and finger each other.

“I have an idea,” said Ginger. She leaned back on the counter and opened her legs. Stasey started to lean in on Ginger. “Not your tongue,” said Ginger, curving her back to puff out her pussy.

Stasey scooted her ass up toward Ginger and got her left leg under Ginger’s’ right leg and her right over Ginger’s left. Their pussies slipped all about as they pushed and thrust against each other, scissoring their way to a mellow orgasm that left them both wanting more. 

Stasey leaned over to kiss Ginger. “Let’s go back to bed, shall we?” she said.

“Second breakfast?” Ginger said smiling. She took Stasey by the hand and led her to her comfy bed.

 

About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com

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Kiss Me Again

Erotic fiction inspired by Julia Rain and Amber D in “Girls Night In

Amber’s feeling a little nervous.

She and her roommate Julia have spent plenty of nights side by side on the sofa, watching movies and eating popcorn, gossiping and giggling.

But this is their first night in since that kiss… that tipsy, spontaneous kiss that made her heart race, that kiss she’s been thinking about since Saturday night. It had been Julia who’d leaned in close and kissed her on the lips as they danced together, Julia who’d pulled back to look in her eyes, then kissed her again, hungrily, a promise of passion to come. But Julia stayed at her boyfriend’s place that night, and the night after, and with their busy schedules and social lives, this is the first evening they’ve spent home together all week.

No wonder Amber is quivering with nervous anticipation, although she does her best to hide it.

As usual they are stripped down to their underwear, though she’s wearing something a little fancier than her everyday undies. She wonders if Julia will notice. Did the kiss mean something to her, too?

The movie credits roll, but she can’t concentrate. She’s practically vibrating with excitement. And then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world – as if it were something they did on every girls’ night in – Julia sweeps her hair out of her face and kisses her gently, a delicate brush of her soft lips.

Amber doesn’t move for a moment, paralysed by a wave of happy horniness. Then she takes a deep breath, feeling her face light up with a goofy smile as she slides her hand up Julia’s silky thigh. They kiss again and the uncertainly melts away as they take time to explore each other’s lips thoroughly.

She sinks back on the couch, boneless with pleasure as Julia nuzzles her neck and pushes her lace wrap aside to lavish attention on her nipples. They’re so stiff, throbbing hotly as her roomie tweaks and strokes and sucks them, making her arch her back and moan out her excitement. Again, she holds her breath, overwhelmed with lust as Julia peppers teasing kisses over her panties, moving lower, tugging the wet fabric aside to taste her.

She feels her pussy blossoming open like a flower, ready to gift its nectar to the busy tongue that’s pushing deeper… She wants it all, fingers and tongues and lips and hands, skin on skin and gasps and moans and screams of ecstasy.

As bliss floods her body, she knows she’ll never be able to say girls’ night in again without blushing.

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com

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Sweet Like A Lollipop

Erotic fiction inspired by Blue Angel and Helena Moeller in “Honey, I’m Home

Helena wished she could find a way to rewind the day. Blue Angel woke her up with a kiss on the lips before rushing off to work early in the morning. The floral scent on Blue’s neck put Helena back to sleep, but she tossed and turned in bed, grabbing for her angel.

Helena hadn’t been able to convince Blue to stay in bed. There was too much going on at work, she said. Helena didn’t know how Blue would feel about texts showing how she was enjoying herself, but she was feeling too horny—and a tad passive aggressive—to care. The first picture was a closeup of Helena shaving her pussy in a bubbly tub. 

“I’m in a meeting,” Blue texted back. But she didn’t tell Helena to stop, so the texts continued. 

Helena making scones... in the nude.

Helena spring-cleaning... her lingerie drawer. 

Helena with a lollipop... slipped inside her slit. 

Blue sent one more text that day. “Coming home.”

Helena didn’t know if they would fight or fuck when Blue arrived. She tried to reset the day with some freshly brewed coffee. The two porcelain cups were still steaming on the table when Helena heard the door open. Blue’s heels clicked on the floor like a boss. 

There was tension in Blue’s face, but it disappeared as soon as she saw Helena sitting at the table in a short silky robe and heels.

She went for the coffee first. “I needed this,” she said. “You trying to keep me up tonight?”

“Always,” said Helena. 

“You’ve had a fun day.”

“By myself, I guess.”

Blue could see some illicit material under Helena’s robe. “What have we got here?” she said. She pulled the robe open and dropped it to the floor. Helena was wearing sexy lingerie, a black one-piece with a thin string that split through her ass. 

“I thought you’d like it,” Helena smiled.

“You know me too well,” said Blue, leaning back on the table and pulling Helena towards her by her beautiful butt cheeks.

Blue turned Helena around and sat her down on her lap. Her naked skin was soft and smooth to Blue’s touch as she kissed all around Helena’s neck and shoulders. The strap around Helena’s neck was attached to the center of her chest so Blue had to expose one tit at a time. She played with Helena’s fat nipples as she moved her hand down to Helena’s crotch. 

Blue could feel a couple of buttons between Helena’s legs. As soon as she unbuttoned them, the tight fabric sprung up over Helena’s shaved pussy. Blue rubbed some of her spit into Helena’s clit, and Helena held her hand over Blue’s as she got a rub down. Her smile was blissful. 

“Did you save any lollipop for me?” Blue whispered. 

“A few licks,” said Helena. “But you’ll have to wait.”

Helena turned around and put her hands over Blue’s black bra, which was visible through her white shirt. “Bet the guys at the office loved this,” said Helena, unbuttoning it. 

Blue rolled her eyes. “Imagine if they saw this,” she said. She lifted up her skirt to reveal that there were no panties under her pantyhose, just a thin strip of pubic hair. 

Helena got down on her knees and started to prod Blue’s clit with her tongue. But it was like sweets with the wrapper on. Helena pulled the pantyhose halfway down Blue’s thighs and got her tongue into Blue’s juicy mound. Still, she wanted to go deeper. 

Helena stripped off the pantyhose so Blue could spread wide for her relentless tongue. There was one long lick after another, and Helena wouldn’t stop until Blue pushed her away as she was cumming.

Blue shifted her attention impatiently. She leaned Helena back on the table and took a seat in a chair, bringing her face-to-face with Helena’s pussy. She clamped her mouth over Helena’s tasty bits, concealing her twirling tongue. 

Helena played with her breasts as she got sucked on, squeezing her nipples between her fingers with the movement of a dull pair of scissors. She locked eyes with Blue until she started to lose focus. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she relented to the fire spreading inside.

Blue joined her on the table and they embraced. They tasted each other in their kisses, and wanted only more.

 

About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com

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The World’s Sexiest Cookbook, written by Viv Thomas!

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Those of us lucky enough to be acquainted with legendary photographer and move-maker Viv Thomas will be aware that in addition to his brilliance at capturing female beauty, the man is an excellent cook. As well as his encyclopaedic knowledge of wine, Viv has a predilection for all things spicy; and having sampled some of his home-grown chillies on a trip to his villa in Portugal, I can’t think of anyone better qualified to combine such diverse but complementary skills in this uniquely inspiring book.

“I’m No Chef But I Can Cook” blends titillating imagery with delicious recipes and entertaining anecdotes to create a feast for the eyes as well as the taste buds. It explores Viv’s South African and Portuguese culinary influences and his passion for sensual beauty, all shared with his trademark flair and humor. As Viv says, “We eat with our eyes first.”

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Erotic legend Blue Angel returns to Viv Thomas

Gorgeous Hungarian blonde Blue Angel is one of our most enduring stars. The erotic movie legend recently came out of retirement to work with director Sandra Shine, and a decade since her debut, the adventurous 30-year-old is currently our top ranked model.

One of Viv’s celebrated “dream team,” Blue Angel’s appearances in unforgettable classics such as “Shades of Blue” and “Prim and Improper” (alongside Jo, Vera and Sandra herself) made her a firm favorite with members. After a four-year hiatus, she has made a triumphant return this winter in “Warm Me Up” with Sarah Cute, and “Lingerie Lesbians” with Rebecca Volpetti. She’s more sexually voracious than ever, using all her natural energy, skill and charisma to please her partners.

If you haven’t seen this sensational babe in action, you’re in for a treat: there’s a huge archive of movies and photosets to explore at Viv Thomas, from the hilarious-but-hot “Crooked Cop” to the sweet drama of “No Fear in Love.” And if you’re a devoted fan, we’re sure you’ll join us in saying welcome back, Blue Angel!

 

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Hot new lesbian DVDs from Viv Thomas!

Even in this era of streaming and downloads, we’re mindful that many of you love to keep the movies you treasure on DVD. That’s why we’ve just released a bumper batch of films at our DVD store – some classics and some newer productions, every one of them packed to bursting with super-hot lesbian sex.

You’ll find some of our most incredible models in these sexy films, including Nancy A, Luna Corazon, Dorothy Black, Gina Gerson, Anissa Kate, Lilu Moon, Lexi Dona, Zafira, Lady Dee, Brandy Smile, Aislin, Anie Darling, Clea Gaultier, Emylia Argan… the list goes on!

Check out our online store at https://shop.metart.com/ and treat yourself to something new for your DVD collection. Here’s the full list of new releases – and there are many more classics available too!

  • VT349 - Sporty Girls
  • VT350 - Androgynous
  • VT351 - Black Love
  • VT352 - Intoxicated By Kink 2
  • VT353 - Control Measures
  • VT354 - Blind Date
  • VT355 - Winter Moments
  • VT356 - Lesbian Stories Vol 1
  • VT357 - Obey And Surrender
  • VT358 - Our Story
  • VT359 - Angels Vol 1
  • VT362 - Body Worship
  • VT363 – Girl.Friends Temptation Tales
  • VT364 - The Art Of Kissing Revisited
  • VT365 - Lesbian Stories Vol 2
  • VT366 - Day Dream
  • VT367 - My Boi.Friend
  • VT368 - The Joy Of Anal Pleasure
  • VT369 - Lesbian Stories Vol 3
  • VT370 - Instant Attraction
  • VT371 - Lost In A Dream
  • VT372 - Stockings And Stilettos
  • VT373 - Oiled
  • VT374 - Dairy Of A Sex Therapist
  • VT376 - Lovers In Lingerie
  • VT377 - The Pleasures Of Doing Business
  • VT378 - Desiring Other Women
  • VT384 - Sunshine Lovers

 

 

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Is Alexis Crystal the perfect gym buddy?

If you’re looking for “gymspiration” then gorgeous Alexis Crystal may just be your dream girl. The stunning Czech babe is a force of nature, always bringing maximum intensity to her encounters, and now we know where she gets her energy. In Sandra Shine’s erotic movie “Reflections” we see Alexis working out at the gym, flexing her sexy muscles and showing off her incredible physique in skintight yoga pants.

Of course, being an uninhibited babe with a high sex drive, she can’t resist the opportunity to show cute novice gym-goer Monica Brown the correct technique for lifting weights. And she’s not shy about teaching the correct technique for eating her pussy, either! What follows is a delicious multi-orgasmic liaison as the two horny girls lick and finger-bang each other voraciously, right there on the weights bench.

Things might not get quite so crazy in your gym, but the possibility of meeting a hot honey like Alexis is surely all the encouragement you need to get those muscles working!

 

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Steeped in Lust

Erotic fiction inspired by Amaris and Katana in “Loving Couples

Amaris measures the laziness of a day by the number of pages she flips through in a trashy novel. She curls up on the porch swing, exposing her long legs to a drenching sun.

A tea kettle whistles softly from the kitchen. A few minutes later, Katana emerges from the cabin with an afternoon pick-me-up. She sits down at the picnic table with a tray of tea.

“I was about to fall asleep,” says Amaris, walking over to place her hands on Katana’s shoulders.

“Why do you think I made you tea?” says Katana.

Katana plops a sugar cube into each cup and stirs them till they disappear. Katana’s sips are slow while Amaris takes hers down in three or four gulps. It stirs her from her doldrums.

“That was good,” says Amaris, placing the cup on the table. “But I was looking for something a little sweeter.”

She looks down at Katana with a different kind of craving. There’s a poem brewing in her hazel eyes.

Let the wind flow up your flowery dress, my dear, and shake your petals loose.

Amaris nibbles on Katana’s ears and kisses the tightness out of her neck and shoulders. Katana stands up to be face to face with her lover. As they kiss, Katana’s nails keep her fingers from slipping down her sweetheart’s silk shirt. The blonde’s short skirt is snug on her body like a tight pair of shorts but Katana gets her hands underneath and lifts it up to let her wholesome ass breathe.

Katana craves Amaris’ milky skin. She slips her shirt off over her bare breasts—bras have no place on a day like this. Katana sits her fine ass on the table, which puts her at just the right height to bury herself into Amaris’ bosom.

Amaris unzips Katana’s sundress and pulls it down over her stomach. She takes Katana’s dark nipples into her mouth as her fingers find her way under Katana’s white panties. She pulls down her girlfriend’s panties low enough to get her tongue into her wet slit. Katana clenches her dress over her belly button as Amaris continues to lick her pussy and tickle her nipples.

Katana scoots back on the table and opens her legs wide. Her folds stretch out, and Amaris licks her slow and steady, bringing her to an orgasm with the help of two slippery fingers squeezed inside her pussy.

Katana wastes no time undressing Amaris, whose smooth skin around her pussy is divided by the dark shadow of her slit. Katana guides Amaris back on the table. Their naked bodies collide. Katana gazes up at Amaris with wide eyes as she slowly savors her hardened nipples. She moves a hand down to rub Amaris methodically in her wet spot.

Amaris knows what’s coming but Katana moves teasingly slow. Amaris is tempted to tug that jet-black French braid to make Katana go down on her, but at this point she knows that patience is a virtue.

By the time Katana’s tongue finally lands on her puffy clit, Amaris needs to clamp her hands onto both sides of the picnic table. The orgasmic descent is leisurely but inevitable.

The sweetness of what remains of the day will be measured in wet kisses.

 

About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com

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    These women are hot, the movie is hot and now I'm hot, thanks a lot.

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    baloo 7 hours ago

    Beautiful Girls. Well I suppose. Not my fav girls. What I miss is more display of lust and not smiling and grinning. When Elin finds Elina in the shower I will like to see her display some lust for her not retirng to another room as if waiting at the haIrsalon. But I must admit it ends with a nicely intense real felt orgasm.

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    JOHANNES BLT 9 hours ago

    Excellent! Beautiful girls with knock-out bods coming together for some intense sex ... that's all I need! Some great "OOHH" faces here. Love the surreal-sexy outfits; that blue sweater dress is outrageous : )

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    Duffer 22 hours ago

    Nicole Smith is absolutely gorgeous with a perfect body ….. so sensuous Bring more of her !!!

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    JOHANNES BLT 2 days ago

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    aspan 2 days ago

    Focus in your interviews on the thrill of being Lesbian ( pure ) , see the eyes reactions and the deep emotion of such a real way of life

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    Leslove 2 days ago

    Sandra, thanks so much. With Sex Art doing a tribute to Met Art and solo's here and solo's there, this is a breathe of fresh air. Two models that two months ago no one knew. Now thanks to you they are two of the best models we have. This is so exquisite and it has everything I want. Two very sexy women who don't mind at all, giving and receiving sincere love. This is why I bought this subscription and while I know the rest of the world is waiting for the movie, I can tell you how it's going to end. Two and now three very satisfied people. Sex at it's best. Thank you!

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    Leslove 4 days ago

    Anticipating Elin and Elina. That's going to be a hot one.

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    JOHANNES BLT 4 days ago

    It's fun to see these behind the scenes videos, especially when Zazie sticks her tongue out at us. However, I much prefer interview and dialogue over just a series of clips with generic background music ( you can still edit in a shot of Zazie sticking her tongue out) : )

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    Please, please do a film series of "Sexy Lesbian Kisses"!!!

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