Tina runs her tongue from Bette’s nub to her core.  She dips the tip of her tongue into Bette and draws it back teasing her as she circles her ***** with her thumb.  Tina picks up the pace and depth of her probing as Bette thrusts her hip faster.  Bette is so wet and so open, Tina has no difficulty insert three fingers at once.  Bette grinds against her hand and her thrusting becomes harder and deeper.  Tina reciprocates by matching Bette’s rhythm.  As Bette thrusts forward, Tina deepens her advance into Bette’s *****.  Her silky walls start to tighten around Tina’s fingers and the artist knows her composition will soon be complete.

Tina is starting to become lost in the emotion she is passing on to her angel here on earth.  The feels her own arousal as it runs down the inside of her thighs.  She knows it will not be long before she is driven over the edge simply by Bette’s response to her touch. 

Tina continues her offensive on Bette’s inner core while also assailing her ***** with her mouth.  She feels Bette’s muscle start to tighten and she knows she has reached the edge of oblivion.  Bette grabs Tina’s face in her hands and pulls Tina mouth up to her mouth.  As Tina maintains her thrusting, and Bette tastes her own arousal on her lover’s lips and tongue, she explodes into a chromatic ***** the likes she has never experienced before.  Bette begins to shake and buck as Tina keeps the rhythm going. “Baby, look at me,  I need to see you *****,” begs Tina.

Bette summons all her strength to comply with her beloved’s request.  As she looks in Tina’s eyes her moans are almost inaudible and this response brings Tina to her summit.  Bette’s sees Tina is there with her and whispers through ragged breaths, “***** with me Baby.” 

Tina feels as if she had been shot through a cannon and she is free falling into her lover’s arms.  She collapses on top of Bette while keeping her fingers inside her lover’s sacred place.  As they lie together trying to regain control of their bodies, Tina starts to curl her fingers inside Bette quickly bringing her to another torrid *****.  Bette is thrashing her head back and forth on the pillow as she rides out wave after wave of ecstasy.

She begs Tina, “Babyplease…I can’t take anymore.”  Tina smiled and slowly withdrew he fingers. 

They lay there for several minutes before either could speak full sentences.  Bette spoke first, “Unbelievable.  I have never felt anything like that before.”

Tina responded, “Then my masterpiece is complete.”

“What, T?”

“Nothing Babe,” laughed Tina, “I’ll explain it later.  You should get some rest now.  You had a rough day today.”

Bette looked at Tina and said, “Did I, I can’t remember anything that happened before my shower this evening.”  They both laughed.  Bette lay on her back and Tina moved to her side laying her head on Bette’s left shoulder.  She draped her left arm and leg over her lover as Bette pulled the covers over them.  They listened to each other breathe and soon succumbed to deep sleep safe in each other’s arms.

The moon shone through the bedroom windows as crickets chirped a song saluting the calmness that surrounded everyone this peaceful autumn night.  The illumination was the perfect lighting for Tina and her masterpiece.

TBC..