Dirty Black Summer Chapter 2

"...May I?" Trina looked first at me then at Summer and asked.

"...Do...what...?" Summer stammered even though it was clear from the way her eyes flared wildly that she understood Trina's offer.

A visible tremor rolled down Summer's throat when Trina's hands came to rest on each of her knees. Pulling my hand away from Summer's crotch when it was clear what Trina's intensions were, I could feel the weight of her stare as I lifted my arm back towards me. Looking deep into Trina's eyes, I felt a strange paralysis shot through me, causing me to hold my hand right in front of her face. Within a few seconds, she'd opened her mouth and gently clamped her lips around the same fingers I'd just frigged Summer with. Lavishly rolling her tongue over my slick and sticky digits, I could see Trina gauging Summer's reaction with one eye, and mine with the other.

When she was finally ready to commit her full attention to Summer, Trina allowed my cleansed fingers to fall from her mouth just before she scooted her hands along the insides of each of Summer's thighs until the married black woman's vagina was completely exposed. A dense pelt of curly black pubes lined the rim of Summer's pussy, highlighted by the sparkling pink orchid of her labia flaring outward, the pulpy flesh almost appearing to breath with life as Trina smiled down at it.
I could see Summer's jaw trying to work, but her tongue had become dead weight inside her mouth. Her chest rising and falling rapidly as Trina's face descended between her thighs, Summer's eyes shot wide open when Trina's lips pressed down on her vulva.

"OHHH...GAAWWDDDD," Summer spat, her body jerking side to side until her forehead crashed down on my left shoulder.

Clasping my right hand around Summer's to hold her steady, I could feel the pulse inside her wrist racing as the sound of Trina's mouth gouging her sex filled the room. It was clear Summer understood the gravity of what she was succumbing to but she was powerless to stop her carnal want.