Quick as a cat, Heather sat up from her pillowed position and grabbed Cire by the belt loops once more. “This is more like it.” She lightly purred and pced a small kiss on Cire’s navel befiving the same little dent a round lick. Slowly scooting from the edge of the sofa so that she now k before Cire, Heather surrouhe little denim hem and cmped her teeth down. With a swift tug, Heather felt the button give and the jeans go sck. “Part one.” Heather teased and flicked the zipper up with her tongue and with gentle pressure made the coppery metal grind its little ‘zip’ slow enough that made Cire shiver. It took a few seds before Heather finished, “Part two.” Heather teased and kissed Cire’s pantyline, while tenderly tugging her jeans to the floor. Looking up with her sexually starved brown eyes, Heather offered her own sly smile as Cire deftly stepped out of her pants. “I ’t wait to feel your hands all over my body…” Heather made a little pyful set of kitty cws from her fingers and raked them slowly over both of Cire’s fair thighs, sighing tently as she did so. “Remarkable.” Heather murmured and reversed her hands and slithered her hands over the length of Cire’s torso and took a few moments to enjoy Cire’s tiny muscles iummy, before standing up and pressing herself breast to breast with her lover. “Part three?” Heather queried and open-mouth kissed Cire, her light pink tongue leading the way.

  Engulfed in fmes dang from her chest, Cire eagerly took Heather’s hungry tongue and twisted it gingerly with her own. Not wanting to be the only o in their underwear, Cire fumbled her way arouher’s waist and unclipped her skirt and hastily pulled down the zipper. Wheher’s knee-length checkerboard fre skirt hit the ground, Cire relutly pulled out of their hungry and sloppy wet kiss with a heavy intake of air. “o this are you?” Cire swept her hands through Heather’s long hair and pulled their foreheads together. “You just…zipper…” Cire offered a pleasant moan-whisper. Still dripping with drool from their kiss, Cire kept thinking about Heather’s desire for her to explore her body. Shifting ever so slightly, Cire fouher’s earlobe and flicked it lightly with her tongue. “H-How..” She breathed hotly into Heather’s ear, “...about my hands…”

  “Yes. Do it.” Heather interrupted and shivered as she did so, her body overe with chill bumps once more. She didn’t know why, but Heather felt like she was falling and envisioning puffy clouds as she did so. Before she knew what was happening in her swimmy head, she was on her bace more and purring like a tiny i kitten. “Am-I…” Heather moan-squealed as she came back to a sense of reality, moving her legs impatiently. “..on my b-back?” She didn’t kly what she was trying to do, but somehow her lips found a part of Cire’s skin and she kissed what she could in rapid succession.

  “Mmhmm, You are. Delightful dy.” Cire affirmed to Heather as she straddled Heather’s hips and smiled as a flood of heavenly warmth emanated from her hand where Heather was desperately kissing it. “You’ve been teasing me all night with your little pid skirt…” Cire trailed off and widened her free hand, rolling it over Heather’s tehighs, right up to the covered cottony apex Heather possessed. “...lovely and subtly dirty schoolgirl.” Cire growled pyfully whe both of her hands bad tugged oher’s nipples hard enough to send a small stream of milk over the surface of her pendant-shaped chest. Rather than taking the fluid into her mouth, Cire leaned down and smeared her body with Heather’s as she pnted another heavy kiss on her partner. Between gasps of delight, Cire kept whispering. “You did…it…” Cire’s instinct forced her to lick Heather from o and colpse into another swirling kiss, “...all on p-purpose.” A quick shift of her body, and Cire had her thigh pressed hard against Heather’s covered clit. “I am about to wear you out…” Cire ed.

  Tingli scattered throughout Heather’s body as Cire’s words and pressured thigh sunk deep within her excited mind. All illusion of being coy and demure left Heather as she realized they were at the exg edge of urn. Dang internally with the sexual desire that Cire provided, Heather took a small d reached down to dig both of her hands and nails into Cire’s peach-rounded ass. “Very naughty dy…” Heather leaned her head up and tugged Cire’s earlobe with her teeth, and then nibbled with her tiny fangs. “Mmm, wear me out?” Heather giggled and then bit into Cire’s netil she left a deep red hickey behind. “How do you pn to…fuck me with my panties on?” Heather teased seductively in Cire’s ear. “Or..is your thigh all you have?”

  There it was. Heather’s small yet effective challenge for Cire. Quickly debating on how she’d fulfill what she inteo do for and to Heather, Cire pressed a loving kiss oher’s nose before sitting up. “Pace yourself old dy.” Cire stuck her to pyfully and spyed her hands across Heather’s tummy and perky nipples once more, itting the curves to her memory. “Look at you.” She purred, “Creamy skin all flushed and red hot. Your breathing ragged and your eyes…” Cire fluttered her own eyes, “...are all swirling like you are about to faint.” With her index finger, Cire traced Heather’s lips and received a kiss for her effort. “...I ’t do anything with you unscious.”

  “Oh, I am not close to passing out.” Heather affirmed and leaned up on her elbows and kissed Cire once more, lettiongue explore the dent under Cire’s lips. “I am quite tent kissing you until we are disturbed…” Heather flicked her eyes to Carrie’s crib and then back to Cire. “It isement dearie…it's time straints.” She giggled and bit on her own lip hungrily. “e here..” Heather pressed her lips to Cire’s in another heated kiss, this time her tongue making sweeping curling motions inside Cire’s. With a final moist and tawist, Heather pulled away and watched with her dark sm yet entrang brown eyes as Cire began to breathe as hard as Heather was. “You are swaying on my hips, dearie.” Heather ed pyfully.

  While Heather was being pyful, Cire knew for a fact that if the passio its current course she might pass out from delight and simply sleep in her partner's silky arms without a care in the world. Yet, there was that devilish and hot furnaotion that made Cire’s skin tihat was impossible to ignore. Lifting her weight enough that Heather could move her hips, Cire smiled and winked while puckering her light pink lips. A desperate wiggle came from under Cire and her eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with both hands as she chuckled until Heather’s molte reached her nose and made her mouth water. “Mmm, I am going to make you feel better than you ever have..” Cire said, her voice full of sex and desire. Dance-scoog herself dowher’s legs, Cire mao slip herself free of her underwear and spread Heather’s legs wide as she id ft on half of the sofa. I on building up to the right time, Cire forced herself to hold back from the st that had captivated all of her senses.