Over and over again, it was almost constant. Leaving her tit hanging, I pulled her hands away from her pussy, and said, “Let me do that.” Her hand... moved to the side of the bed so she could hang on with all the movements and motion we had going on.I started finger fucking her wet, hungry slit with my left hand. I quickly found her clit and began to nurture it with a combination of pushing, rubbing and swirling. Prajakta pulled at the bedsheets and her nails almost tore into the fabric as she. After what seemed like hours talking, she grabbed my hand and kissed it, her lips were so soft. I knew I wanted to show her how a real woman was treated, but I wanted to take it slow. I looked deep into her eyes and then moved towards her and kissed her on her lips.She kissed me back and our tongues danced together interlocking and moving in and out of each other's mouths. We then held each other as our kiss lasted longer. I then whispered to her, asking if she would like to go to my bedroom;. “How do you know she was dying?” Will asked.“She told me. She’d done the divinations. She knew exactly how long she had left,” Jack said with a small shake of her head.“That’s why you wouldn't let me take the time to do any research,” Will said.Jack nodded. “I’d already done enough on my own. There was no time, and I was afraid you’d figure it out if you started researching that ruin.”“So you knew what you were doing from the very beginning,” Will said.Jack gave a small nod.“Before we’d even. "Nice skirt, Will! Is that new?"Willow twirled around and was pleased by Buffy's question. Buffyhad great taste in clothes, as did Tara. "No, this skirt is Tara's. It is nice, isn't it?"Buffy giggled again. "Just another benefit of having a femalelover, right, Willow? If I wore Angel's or Riley's pants, theywould be so big on me I would trip in them and probably look like aclown. You, on the other hand, can wear her clothes and lookfantastic! It's almost enough to make me consider a change in.