<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/jYdj2xR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Highlights" - Heather Donald (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12949159#msg12949159)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>TV room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 7th - basically midnight (morning of 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Medusa - CLOSED -<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather gives another orgasm, cuddles on top of Abi, wraps an arm around to play with the blondes clit. While laying on top of Abi, she gives the away a HUGE blast of energy for an extended period of time as she continues to pleasure her new friend.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>These smexy sweats (http://i.imgur.com/4mvSxN7.jpg) - Black Knee Sucks<br/><hr/>Heather did miss cocks, it had been too long, she was craving a man desperately, yet, she’d been chasing girls for the last few weeks.<strong>“Cocks are fun, they just come attached to problems.”</strong>It was a pretty sharp joke. She was proud of herself, still biting at Abi’s neck.<br/><br/>Her head was tilting to the side, looking down at Abi with almost an aggressive look on her face. Sex was complicated for Heather. It was the most fun she could ever imagine having, although a nice warm strawberry-rhubarb pie came close though. But both options had the same problem, she never really felt satisfied. So, there was some jealousy in her mind, some undiscovered neurosis she’d developed. As she watched Abi lose herself in another earth shattering orgasm, she felt the pangs of envy as an erotic motivator. Nothing really bugged Heather, especially pleasing someone else. It gave her a drive to satisfy that person as much as possible, to live vicariously through them. To reach some level of satisfaction with in herself. So, needless to say, her fingers were possessed.<br/><br/>Her lip was between her teeth. She was watching her hand slide in and out of Abi, the vibrations of bouncy, sweaty, butt and thigh as her hand caused one mini tremor after another. The rainbow girl’s other hand was holding tight down against Abi’s back, to keep the blonde in place. It was a fun ride, meeting Abigail. Her mind was a light flurry of one decision,<em>‘should I just wear her out? Or should I jolt her again and keep her up with me? I don’t want her to get addicted like others have, or do I?’ </em>Heather didn’t think much, but this decision was a familiar one.<br/><br/>Her hand came slapping down on Abi’s ass, Heather liked to be spanked, and she’d discovered a few years ago that naughty girls usually shared her delight with the sensation. As Abi came again, Heather brought down playful, yet loud open palms down on Abigail’s jiggling ass. She left red marks behind, which made her smile.<strong>“Do you like spankings? Abi? I do.” </strong>She brought down another loud spank before Abi could even answer. Her fingers adjusted as Abi came again, slowing down and moving more naturally, less forcefully in and out, letting Abi ride the roller coaster safely, guiding her along the rails with a gentle rhythm as the inner walls of her pussy squeezed at Heather’s fingers.<strong>“Mmmm,” </strong>Heather moaned,<strong>“That feel good, lover?”</strong>Her voice was set into seduction mode. She couldn’t turn it off.<br/><br/>While Abi was rising up to something hue, she had a lot on her mind. Heather had rarely ever been with someone so talkative. It made her smile. Heather knew that she’d been wearing Abi out. But she also knew that this next orgasm was going to be a big one. She could feel, and she could hear it in Abi’s voice. So,  she slipped her fingers in and out powerfully, putting a strain on her forearms, and really digging as she came out, forcing pressure against her clit, and her tight puckered ass. Forcefully, while the blonde blabbered mid climax, Heather grabbed a handful of Abi’s hair and pulled her in for a sloppy, frantic kiss.<br/><br/><strong>“Yes, you.” </strong>She said quietly through their lips, as her body laid down on top of Abi’s sweaty, faced down form.<br/><br/>She started to talk to Abi quietly post climax<strong>“Are you special? I mean yes. But I like to make people feel good.” </strong>Heather laid her head down against Abi’s shoulder. Her hand reached under Abi along the backrest of the couch and snaked it’s way to her hips, and beyond. Her fingers found Abi’s center again. It was wet everywhere down there. The couch, her legs, her hips, and of course, those heated pussy lips were radiating heat.<br/><br/>As Heather laid down, letting all of her weight rest on Abi, her fingers went to work very softly. She knew that Abi would be too sensitive there to be treated roughly again. Heather knew that even this would feel like a sharp pain, most likely.<strong>“It’s okay, just breath…”</strong>Heather pressed a little harder, something very specific in her mind. Her breasts were pressed tightly against Abi’s back, as was her cheek, and most of her free arm, that hand playing in Abi’s hair, the active arm, underneath Abi, and the gentle clit circling, it all lit up.<strong>“It won’t hurt for long.” </strong>Heather gave Abi a real extensive blasting of energy. Most of the focus went directly into Abi’s clit, and the gentle folds of skin around it, but everything else fed the blonde as well.<br/><br/>Heather kept the connection open for a long time, for over twenty seconds at least, and as she continued to slide energy into the blonde, she started to press harder against the clit, focusing on the worn nerve endings there. Heather had some healing in her repertoire, and she’d been learning enough to help Abi out. After five seconds, she was pressing hard, sliding around against that tight little button like her life depended on it.<strong>“Oh…. god.”</strong>Heather liked the feeling of giving away her energy. It was as satisfying a sensation she ever really got. The connection closed off eventually.<br/><br/><strong>“Sorry if that was too much, it felt right... Do you want more, blondey? I’m willing to help.”</strong>