It's Saturday evening, Chel is about ready for her ladies night out. A petite woman, 5'5" with an extremely defined alluringly sexy stature. Unsure of the dress code, she puts on her bottle green backless jumpsuit, body locks in and the shimmer from the Lycra material is accentuated by the thickness of her waist line and plump firm buttocks. As she slips her feet into a pair of 6inch red heels, the richness of her beautiful dark skin stands out with a glimmering sheen. She's about to pick up the door keys from her dressing table... in the background, she hears continuous beeping of a car horn. Chel exclaims, "Shit, that's early!" and rushes out of the house slightly flustered, yet composed.
Chel struts slowly towards a parked car, number plate registration boldly displaying... "69 Pcock". Clearly excited, Chel's footsteps quicken as she gets closer to the convertible silver Merck. A sheepish smirk flashes across her face and she lets out a smile at the driver as she reaches the passenger door. She opens up and greets with, "hey darling, give us a kiss then."
Sitting in the parked car, was Chel's girlfriend Elena waiting to pick her on the way to the ladies night. Coming in at 5"8, Elena sports a strong athletic frame but pulls off her femininity with an illustrious sexy hour glass figure. And although she towers Chel significantly, that has never effected the wild sexual chemistry between the two women.
Elena steps out of the car, admiring her woman, she walks over to Chel and intertwines their fingers locking firmly together. There is a moment of silence as the two women enjoy a sensual warmth and continue elevating the tension between their fingers. Enticed by Chel's bright red glossy lipstick, Elena stares longingly and expels a short breath, leans in and plants a slow tender kiss on Chel's lips. Chel responds by pressing forward into Elena's breasts, enjoying the dancing movement of their lips sucking deeply on each other's tongues, licking in sync, moaning at the excitement.