<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>Stripping, the feeding of the honey, and the first moments of wonderful scissors.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nude<br/><hr/>Heather was breathing heavily. She was lost in this moment, it was as sweet as anything she could remember. Of course, Heather didn’t look back on memories very often, but there was something oddly peaceful about this moment. She hadn’t even been touched yet. Everything was giving, she was glad she had found someone that was willing to let her do this. For most, it might have been somewhat of a frustrating experience, but for Heather it was uniquely calming. Like eating, Heather could not be satisfied, Abi was allowing herself to be a banquet dinner. Heather could keep coming back for one plate after another, doing all the ‘eating’ she cared to do.<br/><br/>Abi mentioned addiction out loud, and Heather let a smile cross over her face. She wasn’t exactly offended or scared. She’d sort of expected it from most of her lovers. Heather knew that she was addictive, she’d seen it happen more than once over the last two years. And she’d tasted almost everyone, secretly.<br/><strong><br/>“I am addicting.” </strong>She admitted softly into Abi’s ear,<strong>“I know you’ve only just met me, but”</strong>She kissed at the soft space just behind the blonde’s ear, some of those soft strands of hair stayed to her sticky lips.<strong>“I actually sort of am. Beware.”</strong>She toyed with language, teasing Abi with a reality that was much more serious than how she made it sound. This moment was too sexy for a warning to stand as anything besides playful flirtation.<br/><br/>Although, even after the big selfish energy jolt, Abi still seemed like she was worn out. Heather knew that she could get the Blonde’s engine revving again. She just needed to apply the gas and shift down around the corners. Still, Abi was active enough, she wouldn’t have to try too hard to keep this wonderful two woman party rolling.<br/><br/>Heather giggled,<strong>“Yeah, this has been a crazy night.”</strong>She let Abi get up and scoot around, their bodies were already starting to work together like the clouds and the wind.<strong>“One more…”</strong>Heather took her time with everything, she could feel the pace slow down, and she liked the way that Abi’s mind worked.<strong>“Gentle, loving…” </strong>Heather repeated the words, they tasted good on her tongue.<br/><br/>She giggled when Abi pointed to the fact that her black sweat pants were still hanging precariously from her slim hips.<strong>“You want to touch it?”</strong>Heather said with a mischievous ring in the bells of her voice. Heather had made a serious mess, her underwear were soaked, and she could feel her wetness, now cooled down halfway down her inner thighs.<strong>“I might be a little squishy, yeah.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“I think you want more than just a look.”</strong>Heather had a good intuitive mind, she could tell that Abi was feeling a little left out. So the rainbow stood up from the couch. She swept her hair behind her head, and tested the weight of her right breast. It was slightly smaller than her left one, but she was more self conscious of it than she needed to be. They looked perfect together on her. Heather didn’t have to do much. Her pants were trying to fall off the moment she stood up, at some point, the knot that was keeping them tight loosened up. Her pink panties were visible underneath.<br/><br/>She slid the pants down to show her frilly laced cotton panties. There was a dark patch that covered most of the fabric. Heather looked down,<strong>“Fuck…”</strong>Her legs were shimmering with sweat and pussy juice.<strong>“You were right.” </strong>Heather glanced around the TV room, there was noone there. So, her panties followed her pants, and she stepped out of the clothing, no completely naked with Abi in the public space. Everything on her was shaved smooth except for a tuft of rainbow hair directly above her tight little snatch.<strong>“You’ve been screaming so loud.”</strong><br/><br/>Heather walked back to the couch, and set one knee down beside Abigail. The little ball of sex put her own hand between her legs. She slid her two middle fingers into her cunt deep, looking into Abi’s eyes. Her Other hand was along Abi’s ribcage, fingertips sliding up the skin gently. Slopping sounds came from her lower hand as she painted her fingers with her hot lubricant.<br/><br/>Her hand pulled away from her sex and rose up, rather quickly towards Abi’s mouth.<strong>“Taste this.”</strong>Heather put the same two fingers inside of Abi’s lips, and raked her fingertips along the blonde’s tongue. The distinct flavor of honey would have then filled Abi’s mouth. It was slick like oil, and thick like cream, but it tasted sweet, almost too sweet, blackberry honey, organic, and rich. Heather climbed on top of Abi as she did so.<br/><br/><strong>“This is sort of my favorite.”</strong>Heather had a specific activity that she loved to do with other woman. Her right leg slid behind Abi, the other leg went in front of the blonde. Wrapping the other girl’s legs around herself the same way, their two young pussies came together, like two puzzle pieces. Heather’s hand was still in Abi’s mouth, but she pulled it out softly as their cores came in contact.<br/><br/>Her face looked pained and anxious at the same time. Her hand wrapped around Abi’s neck. The other was behind her, holding her body up at the perfect angle. Every muscle was gently engaged. She was comfortable, aching, and vibrating with pleasure all at once instantly. Heather’s hips started to grind, and it was basically impossible for her clit to avoid some kind of tight pressure. She was absolutely dissolving. Her eyes slimmed as she tried to lock her gaze onto Abi’s.<strong>“Yeah?”</strong><br/><br/>It was one simple word, one request, she wanted to know if it was as good for Abi as it was for her. There was so much weight to press against, so much power. It was hard to see anything a bright white light on the back of her eyelids as wave after wave of angry pleasure swept through her abdomen.<strong>“Yeah?!”</strong>