Meghan sat nervously in the middle of the love seat. She was actually perspiring; more so than she had when she had to stand up and give a speech to the whole college a few years back. Her eyes watched as Amelie started to move closer to her and she nodded when told to make herself comfortable. Her eyes focused on Amelie’s chest; those breasts were perfect in every way. Her breathing was becoming a bit laboured just from watching so she took a few deep breaths to steady herself. She watched those skilled hands moving along her body, playing wither tits and nipples. This was all far more arousing than she would have thought possible. Her panties were already soaked between her legs and she shifted, rubbing her thighs gently together.<br/><br/>The blonde woman bit at her lower lip as she watched the shorts being removed, slowly and sensually. The woman had the means to make everything look so damned sexy. Her eyes moved up that fabulous body and she smiled when she met Amelie’s eyes with her own. She watched the woman as she straddled her legs and she found her hands moving to her sides, grabbing onto the cushion as she once again shifted uncomfortably. She loved the way Amelie played with her breasts; Meghan never played much with her own. Her boyfriend rarely did either, he wasn’t much of a lover, but he was a nice guy… She exhaled deeply, knowing the girl would be able to feel her breath on her breasts and body.<br/><br/>When asked if she wanted to touch she looked up again and she nodded… “Yes… Yes please… God you’re so fucking beautiful” she muttered, the F-word one she didn’t use very often. Her eyes then dipped down in time to see the girl rubbing herself through her underwear. She could see the dampness spreading and she could smell the arousal coming off of both of them. Then she was stroking the real deal after pulling the undergarment aside. This was the first time she’d ever seen another woman’s pussy… It was incredibly beautiful and she found herself licking her lips wondering what it would taste like if she kissed it…<br/><br/>She listened to Amelie when she asked she wanted to touch her, as she was giving her permission. She felt that perfect little ass settle on her lap. Her hands lifted somewhat hesitantly, and slowly they moved until she was cupping and feeling those fantastic titties. She squeezed and familiarized herself with how they felt under her hands. “Can I kiss them?” She asked lifting her eyes up to meet the other woman’s. She had heard that inside the back rooms touching was a no-no, so she was worried the invitation was just an act… “I would really love to” she admitted somewhat shyly…