Tamara moaned, pleased with the hard pressure of her boyfriend between her legs. Her hands continued their careful ministrations on Sammi's breasts while Bryan kissed her, and it gave her a strange sort of satisfaction to be bringing her friend out of her desperate post-boyfriend depression. She squealed when Bryan smacked her, and she gave him a roguish, playfully-disapproving look. She turned to Sammi, pecked her briefly on the lips. Her heart beat a little more excitedly as she hooked her thumbs in Sammi's underwear and slowly pulled it down, caressing the soft white skin behind and her thighs in front. Her hand found its way between her legs and she teased her, grinning foolishly.