Tonight makes one month since they consummated their relationship. As much as Tina has learned about and made love with Bette, she cant help but feel Bette was somehow holding just a little back. She cant quite put her finger on it, but she feels it. Like a good quarterback feels a rush on the blind side. Of course, she did wonder why she cared. She usually did not or she just never felt about her former lovers as she does Bette. Bette, she wants to make love to and with.

Unbeknownst to Tina, Bette was beginning to worry if her relationship with Tina will become like her other relationships. Where she would always be the dominate one, the one to always initiate *****. Not that she minded, she loved having ***** with Tina and Tina does not seem to mind the intimate contacts. Still..well, Bette decided no matter what, Tina was worth whatever it takes from her, of her. No other woman made her feel as special, as wanted, as proud, most importantly as loved.

Tina decided to make dinner for them tonight. As arranged, she went to Bettes and had dinner ready and took a nice long shower. When Bette came home, she told Bette to enjoy a nice shower as dinner can wait. Tina made a meal out of finger foods so they could hand feed each other in a picnic setting.

While Bette was showering, it dawn on Tina what it was that bothered her. She was never the cause of Bettes ejaculation. It was only after her third wet release that she finally believed Bette that it was not pee. Of course, tasting it herself helped. She had gone down on Bette and she have felt her release, heard her grunts and screams, but never tasted the juice that gushed out, not in the same manner as those times that Bette performed on her and when it was Bettes self service.

Tina wanted, no, needed to make Bette juice and she wanted her to juice hard. She waited about 10 seconds after the water stopped, then she just right waited outside the bathroom. With just her robe on, toweling her hair dry, she did not see Tina, she felt her as she exit on her way to her bedroom to change. Otherwise, reflex may have taken over.

Tina let Bette pass then held her from behind. Kissing her neck, sniffing Bettes pure essence, Tina slid her hands around and unbelted Bettes robe. Reaching upwards, she circles her palms against Bettes taunt stomach and runs her hands up her ribs and sides, reaching just under her arms. She continues her touches as she starts to just barely touching the sides of her firm round breast. The kisses on her neck becomes wet nibbles as Tinas thumb rounds over each nipple, thumbs rounding the top of each nipple until each nub is thick and hard.

She removes her robe and gently pushes Bette against the hallway wall. Tina made quick work of her own clothes and leans against Bette, her own swollen nipples against Bettes beautiful bare back, Bettes forehead against the wall, spreading her legs for balance. With her hands again on Bettes firm orbs, Tina traced a path of kisses along Bettes back, her own nipples leading the way, her hands following downward.

As the kisses trails downward, Tina kneels down behind Bette. Tina brings her hands back to squeeze and massage Bette pretty cheeks as her tongue licks over each squeeze. As her tongue flickers against Bettes tailbone, Tina moves her hands frontward between Bettes spread legs, and begins to circle her palms and fingers against Bettes *****, not entering her, yet. Bettes whimpering, moaning, nor the squeezing of her butt and *****, stop Tina from her ministrations.

Hearing Bette moaning out OH GOD!, Tina moves her left hand to help stabilize Bette but continues to flicker her tongue faster and pushed harder against Bettes soft spot just below her tailbone, while her open palm continues to push, circle and rub, even a little harder against her *****, her fingers playing with Bettes most moist lips.

Try as she may, Bette just couldnt control herself any longer and with one last deep breath, she screams out Tinas name and was overwhelmed by the ***** shaking throughout her body, entering her soul. As Tinas name died out on her lips, she felt her come as surly as she felt Tina collecting her juices. Turning around, she tries to catch her breath as she watches Tina runs her palms and finger over her open mouth and tongue, feasting on her ejected juice.

Sliding down, leaning against the wall, she draws Tina to her to share in the delight on Tinas hand. Kissing and licking each others mouths and face with Tinas hand between their faces.