It worked. Mandy ground her leg almost savagely against her pussy. Fingers pulled and pinched her nipple. She responded by rubbing her thumb faster an... harder against Mandy, circling and the pressing upon the other woman's clit. Dawn strained up under Mandy. She could feel the slick skin rasping back and forth. The weight of the woman topping her meant the top of each leg grind mashed against her own clit. She felt Mandy suddenly clamp down on her fingers, trapping them inside her. The TV. For a moment, Narain’s hand stayed on her nipples, slowly rubbing the cream until it dissolved against her skin. His hands moved over the flatness of her stomach, the slick feel of the suntan cream against Kaviyam’s supple skin. Narain’s hands, slowly, expertly, moved down to her legs, coating her inner thighs, until Kaviyam was no longer certain what was her perspiration or the suntan cream on her skin. Finally, Narain moved to her vulva. The slickness of the cream against her skin, and his. Toy's hip bucked up into the air looking for my warm wet mouth but I had moved back so that my thighs were on either side of his bound arms. I grabbed an almost completely melted piece of ice from the cold water and let it drip from my fingers onto his warm chest where my pussy had just been resting. He opened his eyes when the cool water startled him and had no where to look but up. My pussy was now hovering above his head. I looked down between my legs to see him looking up at my damp cunt. I. ‘By the way I lock my door and sleep with a 10mm pistol.’ ‘I usually sleep in a Kevlar vest, just so you know,’ he said with a smile. It was 6:30am when he heard dishes rattling in the galley kitchen. He stumbled out of bed, took his clean underwear into the bath, and then stepped into the shower stall. He stood under the stream of hot water for only a couple of minutes before he turned off the water. He wore the jeans from the day before, but with a clean black tee shirt. He would be tempted.