<b>Name:</b>Caroline<br/><b>Location:</b>Henrietta's Room<br/><b>Tagged:</b>Henrietta<br/><b>=-=-=-+-=-=-=</b><br/><br/>Caroline bucked against her friend's hand as it delicately cupped her young vagina, the cold fingertips shooting an electric sensation up into her abdomen. Her nervousness did not last long––she just knew this encounter was going to be as good, if not better, than the last time the two had hooked up. Caroline hungrily ran her eyes over Henrietta's body. Her eyes met Henrietta's as her palm was dragged over to her delicate crotch. An involuntary whimper escaped from Caroline as she felt a finger trail over her special spot.<br/><br/>Wetness leaked down her thighs as Henrietta gazed down on her with the expression she had come to know so well. Her best friend was an intense young woman, which made her all the more attractive. Carefully, Caroline started to press and squeeze her friend's pussy through the dark fabric, her senses blurred by the sensual sensations of Henrietta's fingers inside her. Caroline knew that Henrietta loved hearing her pleasure, and she love giving her what she wanted. It was not hard to so, Henrietta really dragged the screams out of her.<br/><br/>This time was no different. Caroline's hands gripped the blanket, her entire body shaking as she called her name, the speed of her own hand quickening as she pressed more firmly into the slick slit that was covered by fabric. The pleasure was intense, and herr need only grew. She wanted to feel her lips on her clit, her tongue in her pussy. "Oh, Henrietta, O!"