<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d5/11/b2/d511b2992428a1f0568f0d213e7b2d8d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Medusa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12988378#msg12988378)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>X-Mansion, Television Room.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, Nearly Midnight, perhaps a bit after<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Heather (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12949159#msg12949159)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Playing tonsil hockey with Heather and getting all sorts of turned on.<br/><hr/><br/>For Abigail the idea that she was kissing Heather after barely meeting her was one that might've given her pause if she chose to think about it.  But she didn't choose to do so.  Instead, she continued to kiss the other girl as her tongue explored the wet cavern of Heather's mouth and her mind thought about what it might feel like to explore other places as well.  Clearly her years of not having sex had built up alot of lust that she was aching to set free.<br/><br/>The hot touch of Heather's hand on her lower back caused her to press her body closer, their breasts being crushed together as Abi seemed determined to make sure that there was no space between their bodies, pushing Heather back until she was half laying on the couch with her head pressed against the cushions that formed the arm rest.  And as they kissed, she started to taste a flavor that was familiar and her brain found itself working overtime to figure it out even as she deepen the kiss to the point that Heather could almost feel Abi's tongue in her throat.  Eventually, she recognized that it wasn't something she'd tasted, but rather a scent in taste form as odd as that sounded.<br/><br/><strong>"Roses,"</strong>she whispered between kisses when she needed air,<strong>"Your lips taste like roses.  Makes me wonder what the rest of you tastes like."</strong>Smiling, her lips left Heather's as she moved down to the side of the girls neck, her lips and tongue tracing soft patterns right over Heather's pulse.  Her eyes found Heather's and with a wicked little grin, she nipped at the spot lightly, not quite hard enough to leave a mark but enough for Heather to feel it without question.   Everything about this had Abigail's heart pounding and her panties were already almost soaked through as her desire for Heather began to overwhelm her common sense and the fact that they were in such a public location.<br/><br/>Her small hands slipped down along the sides of Heather's flawless, to Abi's eyes, body and  stopped at the hem of her hoody before moving to practically yank it off her body and toss it across the room.<strong>"Anything I want?"</strong>she questioned with just a hinting playfulness in her voice,<strong>"Oh dear, I can think of so many things that I can want to do with you.  I almost don't quite know where to start."</strong>She grinned as she nipped at Heather's collarbone lightly as her hands disappeared under the hem of her Kiss shirt and started to slowly trace a slow pattern upwards, the shirt being tugged along and revealing more and more skin as it went along.<br/><br/>It was only when she had removed the shirt that she would pull back a bit to see the state in which she'd left her partner for the night.  And only then she said something she almost couldn't believe she'd say.<strong>"You want to taste?"</strong>Abigail asked with a grin,<strong>"Then come here and show me you want that taste.  Because if you truly want it, then you're gonna have to earn it."</strong>Smiling, she leaned back against the arm of the couch, her legs spread open in a welcoming manner as she beckoned Heather to her with one finger.