“Tina,” she says in a low voice as she looks at my cleavage. “You are so… wow. I… fuck.”

“Go ahead,” I smile.

She looks up, her eyes big. “Really?”

Oh my – she thinks I mean that! The thoughts are racing through my head. I take a decision. “They say that if two lesbians have sex standing up, it brings the most powerful orgasm.” I wiggle my eyebrow suggestively.

Her hand finds my ass and squeezes it. “I certainly believe that,” she answers me hoarsely. “A quickie?”

“Get it on with already!”

“You’re a bomb, T.”

“I’m your bomb.”

She licks her lips and it’s such an erotic movement. “You could become rich, you know. Selling instant wetness.”

“Youre the only one I want to give that to, baby,” she growls beforing quickly unbuttoning the last two buttons of my top.

“You gave it to a lot of gals for free, I’m sure.”

“Yeah, well, they can take care business of themselves. I only interested in these two.” She pulls the top over my breasts, licking her lips again. She smiles like the cat that just caught the canary when she sees my bra opens in the front.

I laugh. “You look like a high school boy when you do that.”

“I’m a high school girl. That’s the same, I only don’t have the excess penis.”

“Yeah, always a turn-off,” I agree as she unclasps my bra. Her fingers travel over my breast. She lashes herself onto my neck and she kneads one breast and pulls at my other nipple.

I groan and without being able to control it, my hips start rising up, longing for the touch of her body. She softly keeps on kneading my breasts.

“Oh – mm – come on – please, they’re not that fragile – I need it harder.”

“As you wish, ma’am.” She forcefully takes my breast in her hand, now kneading harder. I moan as she lets her tong go from the nap of my neck to my other breast, leaving a wet trail. She takes my nipple in her mouth, biting it softly. I groan and my hips buck harder.