And what a prize Gina was. At eighteen Gina was still a virgin. Her hair hung straight down reaching the very top of her 35 inch hips. Di ever so gently started to rub her finger around that little puckered rosebud. Gina cried out, SOOOH! OOOH! OOOH! Di I never knew. That feels so good.
OOOH! Don't stop, I feel so tingly. Di moved her other hand up to take those raspberry sized nipples into her fingers and roll them around. All the while she was gently licking those swollen lips getting all of that sweet nectar she could.