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Beauty is only skin deep (part five)
Can I come in for a sec, I want to tell you something. Tina inched the door open.
Okay. Bette wondered what it could be about.
Tina walked over to the shower curtains, then spoke once more. Bette.
Bette pulled open a shower curtain just a few inches to stick her head out. Is everything alright Tina?
Tina was smiling. She was wearing a bath robe and nothing else underneath. Everythings fine. She leaned in to kiss Bette on the lips. It was soft.
Thats what I wanted to tell you. Tina looked Bette in the eyes. They sparkled, her hair was silk, her skin was supple. Mind if I join you?
Bette swung the curtains open wide. Please, come in. Tina dropped her robe, then stepped into the shower, one foot after the other. Bette was lathered in soap. Tina ran her hands over every inch of Bettes body. She slid her hand down, starting from Bettes nipples, arriving gently at her inner thighs. She moved her fingers back and forth, up and down. Bettes head tilted back slightly. She let the hot water caress her face. She wanted to return the pleasure. Her hands moved from Tinas face, suddenly to her backside. She brought them up to her stomach and ran them along the surface. Then she entered her. Tina let out a tiny moan. The two breathed in deeply, following a steady rhythm. Bette sucked Tinas *****, then explored the rest of her body, finding every curve, every crease, and letting her mind take her where it told her to. Bette wanted to pick Tina up and ***** her hard against the shower wall, but she knew she couldnt, because of the babies. After Tina delivered, it was the first thing she would want to do. They kissed each other sensuous and quick, each time more lustful than the last.
I love you, Bette. Tina fingered her, wanted to taste her. She massaged Bettes neck with her tongue.
God, I love you Tina.
After their shower, they were both feeling a little tired. Thats why they needed to get to the Planet, for some good old fashioned nourishment.
Ready, T? It had been a while since Bette felt it was okay to call her T again. She thought now was the best time if any.
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(33 votes, average: 3.64 out of 5)
mom? where did mom come from? hope it’s nothing bad
wow mom huh, this is going to get good
mom????there will be great…post soon