tightened with the stimulation. Gael did the same to her. She slid her hands over the firm, flat stomach and into the deep slit between the redhead’s shapely legs. The clitoris was hard again, though it wasn’t as big as Gael’s and certainly not enormous like Melindi’s. But it stood up from its hood and wobbled to Gael’s touch as she worked it round and round. Then Sophie bent, widening her stance and pushed out her bottom.
‘You can spank me if you like, for being so wicked to you at the lake.’
Gael slapped the proffered bottom with certain satisfaction, her wet hand stinging the glistening skin. It reddened to each slap. Then she ran her hand between the redhead’s legs and held the swollen vulva in her palm. She bent her centre finger and rubbed it through the crevice that she found there. She worked the hollows of the groin and dug her nails right in to make her housemaid moan. Then she knelt and buried her mouth there as Sophie touched her fingers to the floor. Gael licked between the labia once, from her nubbin to her anus. Sophie gave a little sound of pleasure as Gael circled the ring with her tongue-tip then eased her thumb in deeply. With the lubrication of the soap, it slipped in easily. And as Gael pushed and twisted it,Sophie wriggled with delight. She took a long, deep breath and sighed, ‘I’ve never had a man that way. Will you do me with Melindi’s cock?’ She turned to Gael, her green eyes bright. As she kissed Gael fully on the lips she whispered very softly in her ear, ‘Will you do my arsehole with that dildo?’
Gael frowned and smoothed her cheek with a fingertip.
Sophie gave a pleading little look.
Gael shrugged. ‘It’s better with the real thing. But it has to be gentle. Then it’s nice.’ As she began to dry Sophie’s breasts, they bounced heavily to each rub.
Sophie closed her eyes. ‘Flanders doesn’t know how to be gentle. But he’s marvellous when he’s horny. He’s so impetuous.’
Gael could relate to that. She needed strength and impetuosity from a man at times. At others she needed gentleness and sensuality. She still hadn’t found a man who provided her with both. But she was looking. Maybe someone coming to her first party the very next day would be the one.
Sophie took Gael’s lips again and kissed her passionately.
Now Gael pulled her tight, hooking her around the neck with one hand, while the other found her breast. She stroked the nipple with her thumb and felt the wetness of its milk.
Sophie gave a little moan. ‘Todd never does it as gently as that.’
Gael pulled at the nipple, tugging on it until it was fully stiff. ‘Why do you let the brute rule you?’
Sophie shrugged. ‘I can’t get enough of him. And he knows it. But he only does me when he’s really randy. Otherwise he ignores me.’
Gael could relate to that as well. She knew just how it felt to need a man badly and then be toyed with. ‘How often does he get as horny as he was tonight?’ If thegardener only became so randy at certain times, she wanted to know exactly when those were.
‘He doesn’t get as horny as that very often.’ Sophie stroked Gael’s belly with the back of her finger. ‘But you got him so hot this morning, he came on strong to me.’
Gael pulled away and looked at her hard. ‘I got him hot?’
Sophie nodded. ‘Didn’t you know? You turned the man into an animal. He hasn’t fucked me so hard for weeks.’
Gael was in a whirl. Yes, Flanders was an animal. But she had sworn not to touch him. And was the nineteen-year-old complaining or rejoicing? She wasn’t sure.
Sophie eyed Gael with amusement. ‘If you didn’t notice how horny he was, I think he was right about you being a goody-goody.’
Gael scowled although she knew her eyes were sparkling at the exchange. ‘So – you think I’m as naïve as he does.’
Sophie pushed her against the wall. ‘I don’t know. But I intend to find out.’ She knelt and cupped Gael’s breasts in both