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    Random Acts – Chapter 4 Part 2

    Youre so very beautiful. Baby, I want you so much, I want to please you.

    I caress her perfectly round *****, the nipple and areolas hardened already, with just my soft caress.

    Theyre perfect baby, just so perfect. Im going to kiss them Bette, take them in my mouth.

    Yes she whispers, please.

    I take each breast into my mouth, as her moans get louder. Her hands are on my shoulders now her weight shifting slightly onto me and I can tell she needs help standing. I look up, not removing my mouth from her left breast and see her watching me. Her eyes are glazed over with desire. I continue doting on her *****, while my hands run up and down her back. I cant even describe the sensations I am feeling. I feel what must be pure joy as I experience all these life-altering sensations. I am on sensory overload and I only know one thing for sure. This is what I have been looking for my whole life and Im never going back. Whether this works out with Bette or not, Eric is gone from my life. *****, not just Eric, but all men. She has done this to me and she hasnt even touched me yet. But what Im feeling touching her is something I will always cherish and long for. I realize then that Im no longer afraid or nervous. Ive accepted this as my destiny. Its no longer a question of whether Im ***** or straight its what feels right. And this feels so damn right.

    I move around her now and she whimpers for a second at the loss of my mouth on her breast. She tries to turn to face me but I tell her to just stand still for me and she complies. Im behind her now running my hands along her shoulders and back. I long to be skin to skin with her, so I ask her to give me a second as I quickly disrobe. Once my clothes are discarded I lean into her pressing my ***** into her back, my ***** against her perfectly formed buttocks, and I wrap my arms around her waist. Lastly, I place my head on her shoulder. We fit together like pieces to a puzzle. We stay together like this just breathing not saying anything, savoring the moment. I slowly start to grind against her, pushing my pelvis into her in a slow torturous rhythm. I also let my hands drop downward letting each hand lightly touch the triangle of hair and she sucks in air waiting, wanting.

    What do you want me to do Bette? Tell me and Ill do it. Just ask.

    My right hand is in her hair now, perilously close to her button, and I press in and pull up knowing the motion will rub her hood over her *****. Her moan fills my ears, heightening my senses. Did I mention how wet Id become? No? Well, I am so wet that I can feel it oozing out of me, slow and steady. I hear Bette saying something and try to focus but miss it. She must have answered my question.

    Tell me again Bette, I need to hear it again I whisper into her ear and then lightly caress it with my tongue.

    I want you to lick me and make me beg for you. Make me beg Tina.

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    1. just got home from too.. what can I say, the slow pace – wet wet WET..
      Whoever inspires you must be one helluva lady! Let her do her tricks forever and ever.. I cannot wait for part 3!

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