Erica Fox
With kisses like that...
Foxy and Divine
Erica Fox stands petite against the light. Dark brown hair falls around her face. Her eyes smile first, then her mouth follows. Born in 1984, she keeps every inch natural except for the small floral tattoo on her left calf. Two women pull her between them. One kisses the hollow of her throat while the other slides a hand under the hem of her skirt. Erica’s breath catches. Fingers find the soft heat between her thighs and press. She opens her legs without thinking. A tongue replaces the fingers, slow and wet, tasting her in long strokes. Erica reaches down, holds the woman’s head in place, hips rolling to meet each lick. The second woman kisses her mouth now, swallowing every small sound Erica makes. Erica’s nipples tighten against the thin fabric of her top. Hands push the top higher, baring her breasts. A mouth closes over one nipple, sucking until Erica arches. Between her legs the licking grows firmer, two fingers sliding inside her at the same time. She comes with a sharp cry, thighs shaking, the tattooed calf flexing against the sheets.
Erica Fox stands petite against the light. Dark brown hair falls around her face. Her eyes smile first, then her mouth follows. Born in 1984, she keeps every inch natural except for the small floral tattoo on her left calf. Two women pull her between them. One kisses the hollow of her throat while the other slides a hand under the hem of her skirt. Erica’s breath catches. Fingers find the soft heat between her thighs and press. She opens her legs without thinking. A tongue replaces the fingers, slow and wet, tasting her in long strokes. Erica reaches down, holds the woman’s head in place, hips rolling to meet each lick. The second woman kisses her mouth now, swallowing every small sound Erica makes. Erica’s nipples tighten against the thin fabric of her top. Hands push the top higher, baring her breasts. A mouth closes over one nipple, sucking until Erica arches. Between her legs the licking grows firmer, two fingers sliding inside her at the same time. She comes with a sharp cry, thighs shaking, the tattooed calf flexing against the sheets.