Tina looks up. “I love you so much”

“I love you more” Bette responds

“Not possible” Tina grins. They both sit for a few moments until Tina breaks the silence. “Ummmm…”

Bette just raises her eyebrows, waiting.

“Not for a few years though right?” Tina asks nervously.

“Oh at least” Bette responds.

“Phew” Tina grins.

Bette smiles, feeling in a moment her life had become so much fuller. ‘Mother of my children’ she thinks looking back at Tina who was now focusing on the hamper of food.

“Hungry?” Tina asks.

“Starving”, Bette responds as they begin to pull out some items.

Once they had satisfied their hunger they decided to lie in the sun for a while. Bette laid back first, Tina soon snuggled up to her, laying her arm across Bette’s tummy, and draping across a leg. Sneakily she begins to work her hand up, circling in on her target. She begins to cheekily play with Bette’s nipple, feeling it harden through the material.

“Ummmm, what do you think you’re doing madam?” Bette squints, looking down.

“Nothing” Tina responds, continuing her little assault.

“Nothing huh?” Bette responds.

Slowly Bette’s hand finds its way to Tina’s behind. The blonde had temporarily managed to forget the little present that Bette had made her wear. The brunette smiles devilishly as she thought about what she was about to do.  She takes a quick glance around to see that no one was near by. Without warning she moves her hand to between Tina’s butt cheeks and presses in on the butt plug, keeping her hand firm.

“Mmmmmph” Tina tenses, both hands grasping onto Bette, as her head sinks into Bette’s chest. “Nooooo” she manages to whine.

“Oh shush hunny, I’m not doing anything” Bette smirks, knowing she has no intention of stopping until she brings her girl to the brink. She relaxes her fingers, and then pushes back firmly on the butt plug, repeating this process. Tina tries to move away, but Bette’s hold on her is too tight.

“Bette please stop. Not here” Tina squirms, unable to control the desire building inside of her.

“You’re going to take what I give you, so shut up and stay still.” Bette whispers.

“Mmmm” Tina moans.

Bette slowly moves her free arm, going straight for Tina’s nipple, which is resting against her own chest. She quickly clamps her fingers around it, pinching tightly.