Ranna Krannok<br/>Onboard Bastion<br/>Crew Showers/ "Talking" to Lilly<br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/black_widow_png_by_sasha2000dog-d52srzs.png)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The feeling of Lilly's body pressed against her ass and back, grinding against her, the water adding lubrication to an already moist situation was driving Ranna to the peak.  How long it had been since she'd been with a woman like this.  Her hands pressed hard against the wall as Lilly's explored her body.  Moans of pleasure echoed from the walls of the shower room as Lilly's hands brought wave after wave of lust rushing through her body.<br/><br/><em>"You really are dirty......But so am I. Mmmghhh...how's this?" </em><br/><br/>Lilly's hands caressing Ranna's sex brought the waves of pleasure on more intensely as her legs and hips moved to grind against her hand and finger as they plunged inside her.  Lilly's finger on Ranna's clit worked the bubbling lust inside, almost pushing Ranna to the edge.  Unwilling to be dominated in this compromising situation, Ranna's usual A type personality took over.  With little warning, Ranna spun on the wet tile, grabbing Lilly by the sides of her face, pulling her up gently into a long soft kiss, tongue caressing the edges of her lips as her hands turned the smaller woman towards the wall.  Breaking the kiss, Ranna pushed Lilly's arms up over her head as she began kissing down the woman's neck.  Her mouth moved deliberately to Lilly's perky nipples, sucking lightly licking each time she lets the nipple slip out of her mouth.  Mouthing the sides of both breasts, Ranna licks slowly up Lilly's side to her armpit, a sly grin on her face as she carefully licks her way back down to Lilly's breast and up the other side.<br/><br/>Sliding her hands down Lilly's arms to her soft breasts, Ranna slowly kneads the perky mounds in her hand as her mouth devours the soft wet skin between Lilly's breasts, her tongue following the curve of Lilly's stomach until she's kissing along the ridge of Lilly's hip, following the flow of water down the ridge of her hip until her tongue is tracing the outer curve of Lilly's patch of blonde hair.  Looking up along the landscape of Lilly's body, Ranna watches as the woman's body starts to writhe at the touch of her mouth so far south.  Unable to resist taking advantage of the opening, Ranna's mouth closes lightly over her plump lips, Ranna's tongue slipping up between them as they lightly tease Lilly's hard nub.