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    A Final Dream – Chapter 11

    “Oh God, Bette,” she whispers. I lower my lips and take her earlobe in my mouth, sucking it very slightly. My tongues licks behind her ear. Tina arches her back and opens her eyes.

    “I’m so sorry,” I whisper. I try to get my hands off her, but they are stopped. They don’t want to leave this divine body and she stops me as well. Her hand is on top of mine, the one that is cupping her breast.

    “Please don’t stop, baby,” she whispers. Hearing her say those words sends a shiver down my spine. The moonlight falling through the window enlightens her face a tad bit and I see a tear glistening.

    “What’s wrong?” I ask worriedly.

    Her free hand reaches behind her, cupping my jaw. Her thumb is stroking my cheek.

    “You are so beautiful.” Her voice is hoarse and it drives me so wild with desire that it makes me growl like an animal. She giggles.

    “I’m going to ravish you, devour you, taste you and never let you go,” I confess.

    That said, I turn her over so she’s on her back.

    “Kiss me,” she says in a low, sultry voice. I cannot deny this blonde anything, so I obey. I kiss her lips and soon, my tongue demands access. I attack her tongue and she bravely fights back***.

    She lays her hand on the back of my head to prevent me stopping the kiss. I’m not planning to. My hand goes down her sides to her waist. With her free hand, she starts unbuttoning my pj’s agonisingly slowly. I feel I’m becoming dripping wet as she strokes my stomach.

    I go and lick the valley between her breasts. She arches her back. She’s pulling at the vest of my pj’s and I quickly take it off. I lift myself up and she admires my breasts. She giggles.

    “I’m sorry,” she says. “It’s just… I never… touched someone elses breasts before.”

    “It’s okay,” I smile. “You got lucky, tough, Kennard.”

    “Why is that, Porter?”

    “You immediately got the best pair.”

    “Let me decide that after having examined them.”

    “You don’t have others to compare them to.”

    “Oh, and you have?”

    This is indirectly asking if Carmen and I had sex.

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    Comments

    1. Convienent breakup for Carmen/Bette just in time for some tibette and Sharmen action. Now who turn is it on the rollercoaster of pleasure, Bette your up!

    2. that was super hot!!!! O_O Tina sure knew what she wanted at the moment = Bette. I hope she continues to want her…I don’t like confused Tina…She’s gay and she has to accept it. Great chpater ;)

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