Hannah couldn't quite hold in her suprise anymore, her lips breaking from the kiss and a more than audible cry of alarm escaped her, as she felt the huge... Thing between her thighs. This was strange. So very, very strange, Hannah wasn't even sure if it was happening. Yet the feeling seemed more than real, as the sensitive skin on her inner thighs radiated a sharp feeling of stimulation throughout her body, a feeling that shouted that something was wrong and right at the same time. No one had ever gotten so close to her. Having broken the continuous stream of tongue tangling, Hannah just stared blankly at Cecilia, her little outburst echoing in her head. All she did was breath heavily, looking deeply into Cecilia's eyes with an expression that asked so many questions. Hannah was still unsure of herself, and especially of the girl before her.<br/><br/>But, she wasn't sure what was driving her on... Perhaps an insatiable curiosity. Or maybe it really was just the alcohol. Either way, Hannah remained silent, and let Cecilia push her back onto the impromptu bed of cushions beneath her. Her eyes were shut tight, and she hoped Cecilia would kiss her again, so that she could stop thinking so much. Unrelenting thought was not what she needed right now.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>