<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>end of scene - CLOSED -<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Two girls, just rubbing vagina's together. :p<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nude<br/><hr/>Heather was trying to be gentle, to be loving and kind. She was good at all three of these things, particularly now, but usually all of the time as well. Her hips were glacial, soft, and sopping wet. She was lubricated from the middle of her thighs up to her pelvis, and most of her ass. She was careful with Abi. Although she knew she could be more rough with the blonde, and work the new girl into another frenzy. Heather didn’t want to do that, this loving embrace of two young woman together was too nice to ruin with her intense desire to make the people around her explode into one orgasm after another.<br/><br/>She copied almost all of Abi’s motions, leaning in to touch foreheads with the blonde. Heather whimpered when Abi did, and moaned when the other girl did as well. She wasn’t trying to copy her, but it was mutual. Each little ounce of pressure, the shifting wetness, their slick bodies hot against each other and squirming was the stuff of erotic legend.<br/><br/>Highlights nodded quickly with her lip between her teeth. This was more than good for her, it was practically paradise. Her mind was vacant, she was alive in this moment, pussy to pussy with some blonde that might as well have been a figment of her imagination. Heather felt like she might have been dreaming. Her thighs were sore instantly, and there was a stirring of white pain behind her navel, an aching that she had no chance of ignoring.<br/><br/><strong>“Yes, Abi.”</strong>Heather was glad that she could remember the blonde’s name. She wasn’t usually good with that kind of thing, and if she’d have gotten it wrong, it would have been nowhere close to the first time she’d made that mistake.<strong> “I’m gonna do it too.”</strong>She smiled at the playful nature of her own orgasm.<strong>“Watch me.” </strong><br/><br/>Heather enjoyed everything, she met Abi half way for the kiss, She let abi explore her mouth, and she hummed softly into the other girl, opening her lips enough, she savored the feeling of Abi’s excitable muscle against her lips, teeth, and togue. She held onto Abi’s neck tightly, and everything clenched. That hot pain sank quickly and Heather found herself imploding,<strong>“Oh fuck…”</strong>She said through the kiss.<strong>“Watch me.” </strong>Heather leaned her head back and  bit her lip. Her legs tried to squeeze together, her abs flowed and flexed as if they were being electrocuted. Heather whimpered as her body punished her for having sex. She almost sounded like she was crying as her legs started to shake and her pelvis bucked hard into Abigail’s body. She couldn’t stop herself, the sex was fantastic, and she hadn’t had a chance to have an orgasm herself.<br/><br/>And it kept on for sometime.<br/><br/>The two of them stayed in this position, in some kind of timeless space. Every few orgasms, Heather would hand Abi another little jolt of energy through the contact of their pussy lips. It was gentle as long as Heather wasn’t reaching her peaks. She was easily excited though, and she bucked more roughly more often then she really wanted to, and much more than she promised she would.<br/><br/>She apologized for cumming so hard.<br/><br/>When they were finished, Heather crawled under Abi’s arm and cuddled with the blonde on the couch. She wasn’t tired, but being that close felt right. That was when her mind really stopped, and calmed down. Like the scissor position they'd been in, Heather laid here for sometime in a sense of timelessness. She wasn't sure how long she and Abi had been together on that couch, but she had a feeling that the dawn was coming soon. She was mostly wrong, it was close, but not as close as she thought it to be.<br/><br/>Eventually the two of them started to dress, but it was slow going, and they’d made a game of it of course. They were fast companions, and Heather was almost a little scared with how easily it was to feel like Medusa’s lover.<em>‘I already have one…’ - ‘Rogue?’</em><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>End of Scene</em></span></div>