Every fiber of Avery mind was yelling for her to push the woman away, trying to remind her of the woman's betrayal but heart was yearning for the woman's touch, hungry to feel her touch on her flesh.
No one has been able to touch and play her body the way the older woman has been able to.
The longer they kissed the harder it was becoming harder for Avery to think straight.
She felt herself being lifted by the knees and she groaned when she felt the woman's lips on her neck, her sex grew wetter making her rub herself against the washboard abdomen beneath her. She used the firm flesh to stroke her heated flesh.
Jada groaned from the feel of the younger woman's sex moving against her. She felt her wetness sipping through the flimsy underwear she had on wetting her inner vest.
She felt hot all over and wants to he inside the girl as soon as possible.
It is been so long since she had her and she couldn't wait any longer to be inside her.
