Tina drew back to kiss Bette’s neck, and with shaky fingers began to unbutton the brunette’s blouse.  When she had space to maneuver, she slipped both hands inside the blouse, to lightly caress the perfect, rounded breasts, first cupping, then seductively kneading them with soft, rhythmic squeezes, squeezing then releasing.  Squeeze.  Release.   She begun to suck on Bette’s upper lip, and simultaneously slowly began circling, tugging, teasing, and rolling her tender nipples.  Bette moaned in response, and clenched the cheeks she was stroking, helping Tina keep her rhythmic grind.

Tina picked up her rhythm, as she continued to move and grind into then away from Bette, to the pulse of the song, each sway letting her move closer, and closer to Bette, hot bodies rubbing against each other.  Their slow kiss was deepening, exploring with tongues that languidly curved against, and licked the other, mimicking the rhythmic bump and grind.  Bette sought, and found, Tina’s tongue and began to suck it, drawing it in and out of her mouth, in rhythm with their bodies.

“Everything is perfect now…” the song continued. Tina reached for the side of Bette’s skirt, to slip her hand under.

“I held my breath…”

Tina whispered, “Let it happen, Bette…”

“Tinaaa….” Bette moaned, as the blonde found an opening in the folds of Bette’s skirt, and slipped her hand between the brunette’s panties.  Her other hand continued to plump Bette’s breasts, alternating between one and the other, making each heavy.  She felt the brunette legs part wider, to help Tina balance herself.  And gain access.

“Let me touch you…” the blonde begged, moaning into Bette’s mouth.

She gently brushed one, two, then three fingers over the wet lips, and then hovered over Bette’s clit.“You’re so wet for me,” she whispered.  Bette groaned, sending shivers up Tina’s spine. She played with the soft curls over Bette’s mound, inducing low moans from the brunette.

Tina couldn’t bear it any longer.  She cupped the brunette’s sex fully with her hand, thumb circling, and stroking Bette’s clit.  She parted the throbbing flesh with her fingers. Bette gasped.  A rush of fluid came out, soaking Bette’s core even more.  They both groaned as Tina eagerly rubbed Bette’s sex, twisting, turning her hand and fingers, coating them with Bette’s sweet essence, teasing the rapidly swelling lips and throbbing clit to a greater passion.