It slowly ended up being like a dream. Was it real or not? Had we actually licked each other’s pussy? Or was it something I had fantasized about? An...wayy, I was hooked on Steve’s cock and didn’t give my lesbian experience much thought. It had happened, it was over, and cocks were great, end of story. After Christmas, I got an e-mail from Kelly. She and her family had decided to visit us over New Year. I was ecstatic. I missed my best friend a lot, and we had so much to talk about. The following. Mistress was reading my mind, "It's no picnic out there, hon. You'll be alone there. Who knows what kind of trade will come by. Cops? You want that? You want your wife to bail you out? This is REAL risk we're talking about. This is no fucking game out there. Your life is at risk"She then leaned toward me and straightened my wig. Touched her finger to the edge of my lips, erasing a stray bit of lipstick.She nodded to the Driver, who got out, and walked around the car toward my side. "Are you. It was really hot, but still, I've never had an orgasm from doing that and the nervousness made me think it would be impossible. "I would love to, I really would, but I've done this before and I can't finish like this". She takes her hand off and gives this pouty look and even my friend is like 'oh man - that would have been cool to see'. Again, not sure why I did it, but since I was now holding my own dick and she was VERY close, I said, "don't pout" and booped her on that pouting smile with. Take me, my love. Into your loving hands I give my all. Find pleasure in me, and know the overflowing love I feel for you." With that, Angie grabbed a hold of her gown, and in one quick motion yanked it up over her head and tossed it to the floor. She looked a little hesitantly into Lynn's eyes, before Lynn lay down on top of her, lovingly embraced her and kissed her passionately. Angie's fears disappeared.Lynn lowered herself until her face was on Angie's chest. She kissed her and touched her.