Her eyes were closed, but there was a distinct blush in her cheeks, as she tried to breathe slowly through parted lips. I lay down on my side, snuggli...g up beside her and kissed her. She languidly kissed me back and made a little moan of comfort. ‘Gee, Kathy, that was so great, what you did to me in the bathroom. You’re going to get me addicted to the way you eat pussy.’ I gently ran my fingers through the curly bush of her pubic hair and cupped her mound with my palm, ‘Hey, I did it just for. I just couldnt stop masturbating thinking about her. Later I picked up my phone around 11 in the night to message her good night and to my surprise got a reply back asking if I am still awake.Our initial conversation were so formal that I got too excited to know more about her interests. I thought I should somehow need to impress her to spend my time with her.After a couple a days our texts got changed to long night phone calls. I always think luck plays its role in life at times to change. " Okay." So... What happened last night with Mary?" Oh, ah, nothing really. She's very cool though." Did you end up hanging out with her the whole night?" Pretty much. We sat together at the game almost the whole time and then we talked more after the game at the restaurant." Are you going to ask her out?" Yeah, I wouldn't mind taking her on a date somewhere." Did you get her number?" No, but I figured that I could get it the next time I see her. It's not like I don't pass her in the halls at. All the moments of the night before starting playing over again her mind, the feel and taste of Sara’s pussy, the intense orgasm they gave each other. As she lay back down, she felt a cool wetness overcome her nipple; she looked to see Sara’s lips gently wrapped around it. At the same time she felt a slender finger enter her pussy; she moaned softly, her baby sister was playing with her in her sleep. Sasha wondered what kind of dreams she was having. She knew she had to have her again, just.