The slickness from the oil on Tina’s body was fast being transferred to Bette’s skin as they moved against each other, desperate to feel friction on every part of their bodies. Tina’s hands deftly moved around to the base of Bette’s back, caressing upwards she undid first the clasp in the middle of her back and then untied the bow at her neck leaving the flimsy black lycra to fall between them.

‘I told you you wouldn’t be able to resist me’ Tina said

Bette sat herself back and gave Tina a meaningful look before leaning and down and growling into her wife’s ear;

‘Tina, lie back, because I am going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before’

‘Now that time it had some bite’ Tina grinned as she watched Bette’s descent between her legs from where sie lay propped against the elevated back of the sun lounge.

As Bette dragged her nipples down Tina’s stomach and over her legs she hooked her fingers into the sides of Tina’s bathing suit, removing it entirely, leaving her wife naked, open and wanting.

Bette inhaled the scent of Tina’s sex mixed in with the faintest hint of coconut from the tanning oil, before slowly and purposefully dragging her tongue once from the bottom of Tina’s slit all the way up to her clit.

‘Oh Fuuuck’ Tina let out, her Southern Drawl had returned.

Now Bette took her index finger and gently entered Tina with it before lowering her mouth to suck firmly on Tina’s thoroughly engorged clit.

‘Oh god Bette…’ Tina had her head thrown back and her back arched, forcing her pussy further into Bette’s waiting hand and mouth.

‘Baby… go deeper’ Tina pleaded and was rewarded when Bette added a second finger, causing Tina to throw her arms above her head to grab on to the back of the lounge for support. Bette’s other hand had snaked its way up Tina’s body to fondle her breasts, flicking her nipples on alternating breasts was providing Tina with extra stimulation that she felt at her centre

Bette’s tongue was doing magical things to Tina’s clit, building up a steady rhythm that was getting faster and faster as she stroked deeper and deeper with her two fingers.

‘Babe… oh god… right – right there… oh yeah!’ Were the last words Tina managed as she climbed higher and higher toward her impending orgasm. Bette could feel Tina tightening up and curled her fingers at exactly the right moment to hit the g-spot just as Tina was at her absolute limit.

Tina’s hands flew to Bette’s head to keep Bette right between her legs while she came, riding out her orgasm with her head still flung as far back as it would go.

‘Well…fuck‘ Tina collapsed back against the lounge exhausted.

Bette lifted her head from between Tina’s legs and grinned up at her

‘Fuck indeed!’