Molly smiled as Camille started to scream again...enjoying the taste of her nearly as much as the sound of her.  Slowly, she withdrew her fingers from Camille and drew herself up the french woman's body till she was again gazing into her beautiful brown eyes.  She smiled and settled herself down onto the bed next to the still panting woman.  "I take it you enjoyed that," she said with a smile.<br/><br/>Leaning over, she gently kissed Camille....slipping her tongue into the other woman's mouth ever so briefly.  Molly knew she would be able to taste herself in the kiss....but didn't think Camille would mind.  As she lay on her side and kissed this woman, her hand began to lazily trace its way around her flat, bare stomach......then further upward between her breasts. She found herself wanting to do so many things with Camille....things that would keep them together in this bed forever.  But she knew that could not be....that at some point they would have to part.  That would not be for hours yet.....in the morning.  Tonight was for them....<br/><br/>"I don't want this night to ever end."