The sensation shot right through her breast, bypassed her heart and settled deep and low within her tummy.  Mary's legs rubbed together, thighs tight against each other and seeking to somehow fulfill that need between them she'd never felt so deeply before.  It was nothing like the explorations on her own, of slipping her fingers under her panties during the night, cautiously exploring and touching herself and trying not to wake up her roommate.  Those touches had been sweet but even in climax they were nothing like what she felt now.  And Mya wasn't even touching her there!<br/><br/>Mya's breath was sweet, wafting across her cheek and warming it.  Mary turned her head, their hair rubbing electrically against one another's, and rested her forehead against Mya's.<strong>"I...  Mya, this is, Oh God,"</strong>she said and drew in a deep breath.  Mary's hand settled on Mya's wrist and held it still.<strong>"Wait," </strong>she pleaded and gulped.  Underneath Mya's palm, Mary's nipple remained stiff, a taut crinkled indicator of her arousal and the exciting danger of perhaps being seen by someone else.  Closing her eyes, she calmed her breathing and then let go of Mya's wrist.<br/><br/><strong>"It feels so good,"</strong>she whispered, and opened her eyes to look into Mya's.<strong>"Do you like it?  Does it, do I, make you feel good?"</strong>