“T,” Bette moaned softly as Tina pushed down her jeans. Tina removed Bette’s hand from her to pull down her own jeans then crashed her lips against Bette’s anxiously.

“Mmm,” Tina moaned climbing off of Bette and sitting her up to slip off her bra.

Bette watched in fascination as Tina lowered her head down and wrapped her lips around Bette’s nipple.

“Uh,” Bette moaned throwing her head back, her hands desperately reaching for Tina’s own bra. After squirming uncontrollably at her ex-lover’s new found skills she was finally able to concentrate enough to unclasp her bra.

Tina stopped her torture for a moment to look at Bette’s surprised face. She smiled at her gently, telling her where she learned it without having to say the words aloud. Bette dropped her head sadly, trying to hold back her tears, but Tina lifted her chin and pressed her lips against hers passionately. It was a kiss that only Bette can receive, and it didn’t matter how many times she kissed Helena or any other woman, it wouldn’t compare to this one.

They broke the kiss with a moan as Tina pushed Bette onto her stomach and moved to the side of her. Her lips immediately kissing a specific spot on Bette‘s lower back. Tina’s knew Bette’s body so well, she knew that was a tender spot for Bette and she saw the brunette immediately grip the pillow in pleasure. She moved her head down and pushed Bette’s thong to the side before leaning down to taste her ex lover.

She licked Bette so slowly enjoying the way she panted and squirmed underneath her, then she pressed her tongue against the opening hearing the small gasp she emitted.

Moving back up to the spot on her back, she moved her hand up to her head caressing the back of it before running it down her spin slowly, while kissing that tender spot.

She moved her hand past Bette’s caramel ass and pressed into her from behind, moving the violet garment out of the way. She let out a sigh when she felt her wetness and enjoyed the way Bette squirmed violently at her touch.

She started pumping her finger so slowly, watching as Bette pushed her hips back, begging for more contact, her breathing going so fast, Tina thought she was hyperventilating.