Reseña del libro "Drilling for a Filling: Smoking Hot Lesbian Erotica (en Inglés)"
Laura has not seen Sara in six months. And when the day comes for her to get her teeth cleaned at the dental clinic where Sara is the receptionist, Laura makes sure she'll have a taste of Sara before the day's over! As Sara had done in the past, she sets Laura's appointment late in the day so that she would be the last patient. And then it would be off to Sara's place for some hot coupling. Unfortunately, Sara's her mother is visiting her, and there's no way they can go to her place for some fun. Laura provides a solution: since the dentist has already left, and they are the only ones in the office, why not do it there? Sara agrees. It's going to be an afternoon of wild coupling that neither will forget and will probably do again sooner than Laura's next dental appointment! SAMPLE: "Don't make me scream here, Laura," Sara said calmly as she slipped out of her skirt and panties. She nodded at Laura to do the same. "I'm not going ahead if you're not nakee too." Laura raced to get out of the rest of her clothes. Somehow fucking here in the dentist's office, on the very sofa where he grabbed his afternoon cat naps, was wildly exciting. And being naked with Sara was also scintillating and dangerous and fiercely erotic. They might not be long-term partners any more, but nothing could squelch this fiery hunger they had for fucking. True, they had both tried to deny it. But when they met like this, twice a year, they could hardly wait to rip off their clothes and fuck in a blazing fury of need. It seemed to come over Sara at the same instant, that they were both plunged into this crazy biannual lust storm. She was sucking Laura's nipples now herself so insistently and passionately that Laura could barely wriggle out of her skirt and panties. But finally they were both naked. They kissed with scorching hunger. "God . . . I didn't realize how much I missed this," Sara panted against Laura's neck, her hand sliding down to Laura's wet, oozing crotch. Laura's fingers had already found Sara's pussy, which was warm and soupy and slippery, a small, plump, meaty pussy she had feasted on gloriously for years now. She scissored Sara's fat little clit between her forefinger and middle finger and rubbed it hard. "Ahhnngg! Oh!" Sara gasped.
