Smiling gently back, Tina moved Bette’s hair out of her eyes and then realized how uncomfortable Bette must be. She tried to move off her to the side, but her hand and foot slipped and she half fell, half landed on Bette. Suddenly both were laughing. “God, Baby I am so sorry. Let’s move this to the bed so you can be comfortable while you tongue fuck me”.

“I am going to do more than that, Tina. I am going to make you lose control. You won’t be able to move. You will scream my name so loudly they will hear you down the street before I’m done…”
Her words were like mental foreplay to Tina’s brain and she steadied herself on the door frame leading into the bedroom, her cheeks flushed, her hand shaking. She could feel her wetness running down her inner thighs, the throbbing overwhelming her. She reached down to touch herself, the ache so bad she had to do something to alleviate the pounding, the demand.

Bette laid down on the bed and called to Tina who seemed to be frozen in place by the door. She lifted herself to her elbows and looked up to see where Tina was. She was delighted to see Tina touching herself, and she watched her for a moment. So sexy. So hot.

“Tina, Love of my life and Wife of my Dreams, bring that beautiful pussy over here and sit on my face” she called, her voice husky. Tina walked slowly over to the bed, knowing Bette’s eyes were on her, feeling her looking. She stood at the foot of the bed where Bette’s legs dangled and used her knees to move her wife’s legs farther apart.

“I want to look at you first, Sweetheart. You are so beautiful; fuck you are sexy. I am completely obsessed with your body…” She touched herself again, looking at Bette as she did so. Then she reached down with her fingertips to touch Bette’s knees and gently urged her to move her feet up on the bed. When she complied, Tina rested her palms on her wife’s knees. Her thumbs rubbed the soft skin on the inside, slow circles. Below her, her naked wife. Open. Sensual. Suggestive. Perfection.