<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://img.nz.gpncdn.com/article_title_medium/6a3fb1c6919c32ec013c282feb6b288a.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Late Evening/September 10th<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Abigail Kruger | Medusa<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Didn't expect this side of her roommate.<br/><hr/><br/>Kitty had become little more than a quivering mess of desire. The feel of Abi nestled between her spread thighs, teasing her with soft kisses all along her pelvis and inner thighs...it was enough to drive Kitty to the edge of madness. Dark gaze seemed to smolder with Want and need, those perky, small breasts heaving with every panted breath.<br/><br/>It was an anomaly for Kitty...being this out of control, giving it up to another. She wasn't very well-versed in the ways of sex. Save for Piotr and Heather, Kitty had only had sex once before. And in fact, she had only been with one other woman besides Abi, and that was Heather. It hardly made her an expert. So when that tongue began to lap along her tight slit, Kitty nearly lost it.<br/><br/>A sweet cry came from her as she was pushed ever closer to her own swift-approaching orgasm. All the teasing with Abi before, and with Kitty tasting Abi's sex, she was about to lose total control. Her back arched as fingers moved to her nipples, tiny nubs achingly stiff. A sweet cry poured from her thrust as hips rolled with every lap of that tongue. Kitty had lost words, but her body was saying plenty. Her countdown to her own orgasm was in the single digits.