Skillfully playing the rhythm of Michele's spasms, Barbara carefully massaged the clit, extending the awesome throes of Michele's pleasure.
Slowly, Michele's aftershocks eased, and she eased into a warm, fuzzy glow. Barbara was enthralled, watching the younger woman. Her own love channel had heated, her ice-blue panties were drenched.
"Kiss me again," Michele murmered.
Eagerly, Barbara did, and found a warm, wet, tongue licking the corners of her mouth. The blonde's hands went out to Barbara's body.