“You taste amazing,” said Bette. She reached down and pulled the lever on the chair pushing Tina back onto the seat. She slowly unzipped Tina’s pants and pulled them off her hips. She teased one finger under the inseam of her underwear and pulled it down. Tina looked at her and felt goose bumps rising on her inner thigh and on her stomach. She started breathing harder. She pulled Bette over to her side of the car on top of her. She felt their nipples touch and closed her eyes and clenched her center. Bette took both hands and pushed Tina’s hair back and looked down into her eyes. She leaned down and slowly brushed her hands down Tina’s face. She traced her jaw line and over her eyelids gently with one finger. She licked her lips gently and blew. Tina trembled at the touch. Smiling, Bette gently put one hand under Tina’s underwear and reached down her front to her mound. She bent her face down and began to kiss Tina. They locked lips and she sucked her tongue. She felt Tina lift her hips and she inserted a finger into her and swirled it around feeling the inside of Tina’s walls. Tina moaned and thrust her hips, rising and falling as Bette’s finger swirled around and around. She brushed Tina’s ***** with her thumb and gently curled her fingers bringing out the grape. She continued to rub Tina’s mound with her other hand. Tina ran her fingers through Bette’s hair.

            “Please, Bette, harder” whispered Tina.

            Bette slid three fingers in and began to pull them in and out of Tina’s wetness. Tina arched her back and grasped Bette’s shoulders pulled and pushed on her. Bette pushed and pulled harder. She felt herself clench at the sight of Tina ***** her hand in the car. She leaned down and bit gently on Tina’s breast through her T-shirt. “Ahhh..Bette.!” Tina screamed as her fingers dug into Bette’s shoulder. Bette continued to push harder and harder, her fingers going in faster and faster pushing her fingers all the way in.

            “Oh my god! I’m almost there,” breathed Tina. Her chest was heaving and going up and down. Her hips were arching and her fingers clenched on Bette’s shoulder. Bette was devouring Tina’s breast through her t-shirt, biting and licking and rolling her hard nipples in her mouth.