<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span><br/><strong>Location: </strong>Medical Wing<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dorothy<br/><hr/><br/>Feeling Dorothy respond to her touch was remarkable for Adrianne. She'd hoped against hope for so long, and had had so many fantasies that she'd almost given up. But, the soft touch of Dorothy's lips and the way she began to return the kiss... This was the culmination of a lot of planning and patience. Adrianne wasn't about to rush through all the pleasures she'd dreamed of and fantasized about. Dorothy's touch was electric, even through her scrub top. Her hands caressed and stroked with a fervor matched only by the eagerness of her kiss. It had never occurred to Adrianne that Dorothy may have also been fantasizing about this, or that the busty brunette may have been hoping Adrianne would make a move on her. But it was hard to deny the hunger in Dorothy's kisses as she nearly devoured Adrianne's lips.<br/><br/>Adrianne's hands began reciprocating Dorothy's caresses, sliding along the fabric of the woman's lab coat. She could feel the sweater underneath, and though she couldn't feel the woman's warmth quite yet. As she did so, she felt Dorothy's lips part and wasted little time parting her own lips and letting her tongue dart into Dorothy's mouth. Almost immediately, it was met by the woman's tongue, and Adrianne pressed against it with her own, inviting Dorothy to do the same. The woman offered a soft, muffled whimper in response and pressed herself up against Adrianne a bit harder. The auburn haired woman was beginning to lose herself to the passion and desire she felt emanating from Dorothy when the woman almost abruptly broke their kiss and confessed how she'd been fantasizing about this, as well.<br/><br/>Adrianne groaned somewhat lustfully as she heard that, her erect cock straining against her underwear and scrubs, longing to be freed from its confines. And as Dorothy moved her glasses up and took off her lab coat, Adrianne nearly lunged forward and tore the woman's clothing off. She didn't, but the urge was so overpowering. She wanted to throw the woman onto the exam bed, yank open her legs and bury her face in the woman's pussy. She wanted to bend the woman over and shove her cock into Dorothy, feeling the velvety warm envelop her. Adrianne wanted it all, and Dorothy was primed to give it to her. But, she couldn't rush things. She needed to savor the moment. She needed....<br/><br/>Dorothy's sweater nearly leapt off the woman as she peeled it over her head. Adrianne couldn't help but stare at the woman's enormous breasts, confined as they were in an unflattering bra that looked like it was stretched to the limit. She was frozen in place, her mind focused on one part of Dorothy she'd never allowed herself to hope to see. The bountiful flesh heaved with every breath Dorothy took, threatening to break free of their prison with each movement. Adrianne was in awe, and she savored that awe for a handful of moments.<br/><br/>Dorothy's permission to finish undressing her was welcomed, and Adrianne was grateful that she'd waited. Even though they'd gone this far, she worried that Dorothy would come to her senses and put a stop to it. Being given permission to remove her clothing was like music to Adrianne's ears, and she wasn't about to decline. Rather than go straight for the woman's bra and release her titanic breasts, though, Adrianne moved forward and placed her hands on Dorothy's hips. Her thumbs slipped under the waistband of the woman's skirt, slipping it off her hips and down her thighs. She let gravity do most of the work, watching the skirt fall to the floor and pool around Dorothy's feet. The woman was wearing what looked to be a pair of comfortable panties, though like her bra, they weren't very flattering. Adrianne didn't mind, though. They wouldn't be clinging to Dorothy's hips for too much longer.<br/><br/>Taking a step back to drink in the sight of Dorothy in just her underwear, Adrianne felt a joy she hadn't felt in some time. Probably since she'd last seen her girlfriend, Danielle. The extractors weren't the same as having a living, breathing woman, and Adrianne realized how much she missed it. She was so into the moment that she didn't even feel a pang of regret for what she was about to do, or how it might hurt Danielle if she found out. She was truly living in the moment, and savoring it as best she could. "Gods, you're beautiful, Dorothy. I've wanted to tell you for so long."<br/><br/>While she wanted to tear her own clothing off and free her painfully erect cock from its confines, Adrianne realized that she had to let Dorothy do the same to her. She couldn't take away that opportunity from the buxom brunette, as she had probably been fantasizing about it as long as Adrianne had. Despite her libido shrieking for satisfaction, Adrianne paused and spread her arms out from her sides. "Your turn, Dorothy."