Tina smiled into Bette’s shoulder knowing where this was going to lead. With that in mind, she began to softly move her fingers up and down Bette’s taunt midsection, along her rib cage, slightly brushing up against her right breast. Bette’s nipples contracted and hardened into a perfect dark nub, which Tina took between her fingers and rolled it like a pebble. Bette whimpered and arched her back as Tina pulled her breast. Tina then shifts again and ground her leg in between Bette’s legs. Tina felt her own nipples contract in response and soon after her center contracted resulting in a sudden surge of wetness moving down her thigh.

They were both fully awake now and arousal was evident between them both. Tina rolled onto Bette straddling her. Her golden locks hung over her face and brushed across Bette as she began to kiss the folds along Bette’s neck. They were older, but they were still hot for each other and the reawakened craving drove their hunger for each other. No one could have told them that this level of desire was possible at the half century mark. Tina’s hand moved from Bette’s breast to languidly pry open her legs. She then gazed deeply into Bette’s eyes and they had a brief loving conversation without saying a word. Tina smiled as she leaned in and gave Bette a slow kiss. She gently push her tongue asking for entrance and with that intensifying the passion that was already building between them. As they continued to kiss, Tina dipped her fingers between her engorged wet center and slowly stroked up and down with a feather touch on the wondrous canvas of her beautiful mocha lover. Bette’s hips began to rise with each brushstroke and Tina could tell Bette was beginning to ache for her fingers to do more.

“T..Teee, pl.. pl.. please,” Bette said with difficulty as she reached for Tina’s hand. Her eyes were tight as the arousal began to build.

Tina smiled to herself as she slipped two fingers insider the wetness and reached to press the soft pad that caused Bette’s eyes to flutter open. Bette looked at Tina with pure wanting that could only be brought on by the beautiful blonde before her. Tina knew exactly what she wanted and she slowly slid in another finger. Tina shifted and was now on her knees. She reached up with her other hand to knead Bette’s nipple. Tina’s own need was beginning to rise as her center began to throb responding to Bette’s every move. Tina could now feel more of her own wetness on the dripping down the inside of her thigh. She turned her hand allowing her thumb to find that special spot and she pressed the flesh until Bette shuddered.