One thing was for sure, Kate was fearless. Without an ounce of hesitance she stepped up Abigail. Abby felt the hand wrap around her back and the other slip around her back lower down. The muscles of her ass flexed under Kate's gentle grip. Again it forced Abby to refocus. She had expected the touch, the grip on her ass but she had expected to feel nails digging in. She had expected Kate to try to win the moment by making her cry out. The gentle, teasing touch was in some ways much worse and again Abby had to draw on tremendous reserves of willpower to stop from moaning.<br/><br/>The touch of Kate's lips was heaven and immediately Abby kissed back fiercely. This was the first physical duel between them and Abby was unwilling to give more ground than was needed. She did let Kate's tongue dip into her mouth but her tongue slid against it, making sure the goth knew that she was in no way submitting. In contrast to Kate's groping Abby kept her hands on her hips making it look like she was not near to bursting with the lust she felt. It was killing her to not touch Kate, to simply grip her hair and devour her sweet lips. She only managed to hold back because she assured herself that she would get to touch every inch of Kate at her leisure later on.<br/><br/>Once the rum was all gone Abby noted smugly that Kate was still kissing her, even harder now. She could not help herself despite her thoughts only seconds before. Her hand moved up to tangle into Kate's hair and tugged it to the side roughly so she could deepen the kiss. Her tongue fenced with Kate's tasting the rum and another more subtle flavor that she found herself enjoying. She tried to outlast the other girl but had to come up for air first. She tugged Kate's hair lightly as she moved her head back. "that's enough for now," she purred softly, just loud enough for Kate to hear ",if you're good you may get another taste later."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>