I know you will." My fingertips brush your hair from your forehead, away from your eyes, but the tears that cover your cheeks are left untouched. Then...my mouth is on yours once more, the kiss forceful and overpowering. You hear the soft rustling sound again as I drop something to the floor and then my hands are on yours, gently squeezing and caressing them as I touch you. I take your wrists firmly in my hands for a moment, and then release them as I begin to drift slowly up the length of your. Totally naked and captured. All I can do really is moan and whimper as he undoes my neck – the first thing I do is try to wriggle my body away from the water that’s still running onto my back from the hose – I wasn’t trying to escape but I barely hear him when I feel such a huge explosion of pain between my legs – he was saying something about me trying to get away but what he said does not matter when you are kicked as hard as that in that place. I can barely make a noise now – I don’t dare to. Sam was not a virgin; she had had boyfriends in the past, though none of her relationships had lasted very long. The men soon had tired of her almost excessive shyness and moved on. She had never had a relationship with another woman though; this was totally new to her. Of course, she had read about women loving each other. Sam kept asking herself how something that felt so right, could be considered so wrong in the eyes of society. This societal view was a large factor in preventing her. She had never been touched there, sexually, and was surprised to learn she had even more new erogenous zones to explore. "What if he licked me there?" she thought wickedly. Using the leverage her head provided on the tub lip she began arching her back to press herself hard against her thrusting fingers. Beverly's lips shut tight, her eyes squeezed closed, as she continued fucking her own hand while dreaming of the mouth of her lover trapped between her thighs. Thrashing with complete.