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... DONNA VISITS SARAH It had been a good funeral a couple of weeks ago, as good as a funeral can be, and Donna had nothing but sympathy for the lone dweller of the house Sarah. It would be horrible going back to the house yet she felt she had to pay a visit. She was wearing a dull sweater and jeans when she walked up to the door and rang the bell. It took a while, but Sarah eventually answered, looking in quite a rough state and slightly drunk. Donna suddenly notices that one of Sarah's nipples is showing, and so quickly pulled up the gown. She closed her eyes and smiled slightly as the breast wobbled. She remembered that as a young girl she had often had strange thoughts regarding her best friend's mother, among other females. Sarah greeted Donna with a dumb smile. The first thing Donna noticed upon entry was that Sarah needed a wash. The odour of alcohol and sweat was strong but intoxicating. They both went and sat. Sarah, noticing Donna's slightly put-off expression, said she was going for a bath, and headed upstairs. As soon as she got out of sight, Donna slid a hand over her nether-regions, back-and-forth, faster and faster. drooling as the sound of flowing water from upstairs increased. Then she heard a thump from upstairs. She rushed up, calling. When there was no answer, she opened the bathroom door, and found Sarah, butt-naked, leaning on the bath, holding her foot in agony. She said she banged her foot. Donna, then horny as hell, took a closer look. When the pain failed to subside, Donna started massaging Sarah's foot, very slow and hard. This made Sarah groan with pleasure, going on for about two minutes. Then Sarah retrieved her foot and splashed into the steaming hot bath, moving her body under the water and eventually submerging herself and making bubbles. At this Donna almost mini-orgasms, running her fingers over her nether-regions. Then when it became too much, she blurted out and asked Sarah if she'd like any help with washing herself. Sarah's expression was at first one of confusion, and then when she saw Donna's expression, one of knowingness. She sat in the bath, grinning and making Donna squirm and eventually giggle. Sarah stuck her tongue out at Donna, and in a fit of horniness, Donna ripped off her clothing and fell into the bath with a splash and started making out with Sarah. They were full-on kissing, mouths wide open, tongues wrestling with saliva spurting out and running down their chins every now and then. Both were in intense pleasure, and Sarah started rubbing Donna's frantically, catching her off guard. They then climbed out of the bath, and soggy, slapped onto the bed, rubbing each other's vagina's against one another manically, still making out, making love passionately. They started licking each other's bodies and hair, Donna suckling on Sarah's left nipple. They slid their hands in between each other's cracks and felt each other up. And then they both orgasmed at once, their mouths and eyes wide open, dripping with bath water...
There was a fiish..iinn the percolatrr!
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