Laying in her warm bed, all her senses but one becoming drowned by one desire. Shutting her eyes she began to think about a beautiful woman kissing he... and she slowly began to play with her clitoris. For an hour she played and probed her pussy trying to get there but even the thought of a woman’s tongue touching, kissing, licking her wasn’t enough. She continued, her fingers flying in and out of her, moaning as the pleasure seemed to build but slowly but subside moments after. Suddenly the door. The kitchen was as I remembered it. This was Janet’s domain. The washed stone flagged floor, the scrubbed pine table, the gleaming Aga, all looked timeless. The kettle was just beginning to whistle as I sat on a wheel back chair by the table. I felt happy here. It wasn’t my home but this kitchen was as closer to a home than anything I had left. ‘So, Janet, what is the mystery of the Lavender room? You had better tell me soon. They’ll be back shortly.’ ‘No they won’t. They always underestimate. Then Bula captured the wet blonde in her big arms and began to squirt the cold body wash all over Laura and then lathered the struggling girl up with the loofah.Bula was in ecstacy as Laura's struggles caused her to rub her slippery wet body against Bula's larger one. "Feels good doesn't it baby? I love the way it feels when you rub your slippery body against me like a horny little slut."Laura ceased her struggles in hopes that the large girl would leave her alone if she stopped arousing her.. She pulled away, then offered the other breast for the same treatment. Shen she pulled away this time, her face - indeed her whole upper body - was flushed. She beckoned with one finger, and I came to her to slip her skirt off, revealing a black pair of crotchless panties. I slipped a finger between her thighs, finding that she was already warm and wet.She asked me to turn around, so I did so, facing the bench and wall as she draged my shorts down, my penis spring free to smack audibly against.