Leaning up against the wall, Sana slowly rocked her hips as the pretty blond's hand found it's way down to cup her by the sex. Her body was getting so hot, she could hardly keep her clothes on.<br/><br/>Sana's body tingled all over as Mayson licked her ear and whispered her desires.<br/><br/><strong>"Please, "</strong>was all Sana got out before the blond's slender fingers brought out another moan of passion from deep within her.<br/><br/>Mayson was so sexy with the little shy way she said, "Hi" to that man in the hall. Then the eager way she dove into Sana as soon as the door closed. Mentally, Sana was exploding with desire for her. Her hands fumbled and tugged at any loose bit of clothing she could find. The progress was slow going and she impatiently started to tear at the clothes, clawing at her lover like an animal. If she made Mayson jump or whimper, Sana would dive to the spot she scratched at her and kiss it softly. Along her sides, shoulder, hips... Each time returning to stand with her and kiss her deeply.<br/><br/>She wasn't exactly sure how it all went down, her lust made it all a blur, but it wasn't long before she was standing in only her panties and bra before Mayson. Sana's outfit was a soft pink lace with black accents on the sides, a very feminine contrast to her black solid biker leathers. Her breasts heaved with the strain of her panting. The pink lace barely containing the round full cleavage.<br/><br/>Sana interlocked Mayson's fingers, hand in hand, then held their arms together up above her head. Their two semi-nude bodies caressing each others with every kiss. Their bodies danced back and forth. Her hips would press out onto Mayson then she'd retreat and rub her breasts over the other woman's and kiss her deeply or occasionally coyly turn from her to kiss her shoulders.