Lesbea HD Sweet teen angel is taken to school by mature lesbian woman

Title: “A Schooling in Sensuality”

The virtuous, young Angel lay trembling on the leather seat, her angelic face flushed with a mix of fear and curiosity as Ms. Gwen, the matronly lesbian woman, loomed over her. The mature teacher’s curvaceous body threatened to burst from her prim suit, an implicit promise of forbidden delights. “Today, my sweet, you’ll learn all the deep secrets women have whispered for millennia,” Ms. Gwen purred, dark eyes glinting with wicked intent.

Angel, the virgin teen, gasped as those skillful hands tugged her skirt higher, revealing creamy thighs. Ms. Gwen’s fingers toyed with the designate lace of Angel’s panties, tracing maddening circles that sent electric shocks through Angel’s inexperienced body. “You must trust me,” the older woman murmured against the girl’s ear, hot breath raising goosebumps. “I’ll be your eyes, your hands, your tongue. I’ll be everything.”

With deft movements, Ms. Gwen divested Angel of her remaining clothes until the blushing teen lay fully exposed. Angel felt a rush of vulnerability but also a heady warmth pooling between her thighs. Ms. Gwen’s hungry gaze raked over her, possessive and worshipful. She lowered her head, her lavender-scented hair tickling Angel’s breasts before her skilled tongue darted out to circle a rosy nipple.

“Ohhh!” Angel mewled, back arching at the illicit touch. Feverish kisses trailed down her quivering stomach, the stubble of Ms. Gwen’s chin deliciously abrading her soft skin. The mature teacher paused at the tantalizing juncture of Angel’s thighs, fingers ghosting through the downy hair. “So pretty,” Ms. Gwen breathed reverently before parting Angel’s nether lips with her thumbs and lapping at her virgin slit.

Pleasure unlike anything the innocent girl had known zinged through her as Ms. Gwen’s talented tongue explored every intimate nook and cranny. The teacher lapped and suckled, bringing Angel to the brink over and over. Just as the young temptress was about to soar into ecstasy, Ms. Gwen pulled back.

“Now, sweet one, open your mouth,” Ms. Gwen directed huskily, releasing the pins in her bun. A river of raven hair spilled over her shoulders as she unbuttoned her prim blouse to reveal the bounty of her tantalizing breasts. She straddled Angel’s face, the musky scent of arousal filling the teen’s nostrils. Large, dusky nipples hung just inches from Angel’s lips. “Taste,” Ms. Gwen commanded with a wicked grin.

Hesitantly at first, Angel obeyed, her inexperienced tongue flicking out to lick around the hardened tips. She sealed her mouth over one nipple, suckling experimentally while Ms. Gwen writhed and moaned above her. The salty-sweet taste of Ms. Gwen’s skin coated Angel’s tongue, sending heat surging through her.

“Enough,” Ms. Gwen gasped after several long minutes, dismounting and rising from the seat. “You’re a fast learner,” she complimented, eyeing the aroused teen. “Now, show me what you’ve learned.”

Angel reached for Ms. Gwen, daring to take the lead for the first time. She ran reverent hands over the woman’s aching body, worshipping the new contexts with lips and tongue and teeth. She laved the soft skin of Ms. Gwen’s inner thighs until the older woman was writhing, desperately seeking more.

Venturing further, Angel lowered her bewitched face to the quivering pink folds. She inhaled deeply before engulfing Ms. Gwen’s weeping center in her inexperienced mouth. The mature woman cried out raggedly, riding Angel’s face with wild abandon as the eager teen lapped and suckled. Angel gripped the woman’s heavy buttocks, pulling her in deeper until she could delve the tip of her tongue into the tight rosebud above.

“Oh God, Angel! Make me come!” Ms. Gwen wailed, writhing her ample hips, Aching for release. Some Ohio, the teen angled her wicked tongue to spear Ms. Gwen’s sensitive clit. The older woman tensed, and the prayers that spilled from her lips morphed to fervent encouragement as her climax began to blossom.

Angel continued her sensual onslaught, alternating soft suckles and hard lashes of her tongue through every fabulous sensation. Ms. Gwen’s unresisting body shuddered violently as her climax crested with a growl of pleasure. electricity zinged through her nerves, setting every cell alight and melting her muscles as her powerful orgasm ripped through her. She collapsed into the teenage temptress’ arms, utterly wrecked.

Slowly, Angel’s deft lips and clever fingers brought Ms. Gwen back to the brink again. The woman’s hands tightened painfully as another shattering climax overtook her, and then another. Angel didn’t stop until Ms. Gwen lay limp and whimpering with satisfaction, every cell satiated. Only then did the blushing teen guide the saint of her hand up her lover’s desperate body and slide sinfully into the welcoming wet heat of her kiss-swollen lips.

“I’m so proud of you, Angel,” Ms. Gwen purred languidly. “You’re a natural at this. Shall we continue your lessons?” At the teen’s eager nod, Ms. Gwen grinned wickedly. “Then get ready, sweet pet…” She leaned down to nuzzle Angel’s delicate ear. “I’m nowhere near done corrupting you today.”