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    Casual Acquaintances? Part 5.

    Story written on September 4, 2005 by thewhonow.
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    A Date….

    before grabbing her hand and guiding her to the checkout.

     

    Neither woman was sleepy, but after they had eaten breakfast they retired

    to Bette’s bedroom where they made slow passionate love as if it was

    their first time together. They then slept entwined in each others arms a

    tangled mess of limbs, fitting together as if they had always meant to be. 

     

    It was dusk when Bette awoke. Tina was sprawled asleep besides her. She

    slipped out of bed quietly and went In to the kitchen, she opened a can

    and fixed them two steaming hot mugs of soup. She returned to the

    bedroom where she kissed Tina awake and handed her, her soup.

     

    “This is to keep your energy up.” Bette grinned. ” You need

    all the strength you can get.”

     

    “Hey.” Tina took a sip from her cup. ” Well at least you know how to

    open a can.”

     

    Bette laughed softly. “T for you I’ll learn to cook.”

     

    “Oh yeah. You will?”

     

    “No, not really, but it sounds good.”

     

    Tina placed the mug on the nightstand and reached for Bette. “C’ mere.”

     

    Bette didn’t argue. She craved Tina’s touch, she made her skin feel like

    an electric current ran through it, every caress, every touch gave her small

    exquisite shocks.  

     

     

    They took their time languishing and experimenting with each other’s

    bodies. Teasing and holding back, testing each other to see who could last

    the longest before exploding In to orgasmic ecstasy.

     

    “You really are amazing T” Bette said, meaning every word she had said.

     

    Tina smiled “You’re not so bad yourself.”

     

     They talked again deep in to the night, not leaving a subject untouched.

     

    All at once Tina wanted to taste Bette. She wanted to saviour the

    Sweetness that was distinctively hers.

     

    She spread Bette’s olive thighs and buried her head between them.

     

    Bette threw her arms above her head and moaned Tina’s name over and over again, she writhed and groaned with pleasure as Tina took her in her mouth.

     

    Tina smiled at the response she was inflicting on the beautiful brunette as

    she lapped up the juices, as once again Bette dissolved in to total

    oblivion.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    13. well just caught up from all your chappys and dayum girl. this was fucking hot. im apprehensive about tina the addict tho. makes me sad. but this makes me hot and now i need to take a shower at 130 in the morning. thanks.

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