“I think I may be a little tipsy, too,” she said with a laugh as she poured more wine. When she attempted to sit the bottle back on the table, it ...lipped from her hand. She managed to catch it with a little yelp of alarm, but sloshed wine from her glass all over her blouse in the process. “Oh no, oh no, oh no,” she exclaimed, quickly putting down her glass and staring at the red wine stain. Rachel knew exactly how to come to the rescue. “I found something on the internet that is a miracle on. Me: ya baby just make it quick.And I pushed her in sofa and started kissing her furiously. She was also replying me . We sucked each others tongues. I was pressing her left boob ands rubbing back with other. Suddenly boobie unhooked my bra and set my boobs free. I also removed her bra. It was not first time we were looking each others boobs but today eyes were full with lust. Immediately I took her right boob on mouth and started sucking hard. In no time boobie started moaning aaaahh yeeeess. His thumb touched the soft, slippery spot that was waiting for his touch, and now, nothing impeded the sensations that streamed through her from head to toe. Her body leapt as the tension built higher and higher, desire and delight like two perfectly matched horses taking her to her destination. "Thank you," she cried out as she arrived and the honey of pleasure flowed through her under his touch. His thumb stroked and caressed her until her trembling had subsided. She then felt his hands at. Jess’ eyes got wide. “Oh my! However did you manage that, Breanne?” But before the question could sink in, she backtracked. “I’m sorry, I’m so insensitive. Forget the question, let’s sit down comfortably, then we can talk.” With that, she pulled me across the living room, my overnight bag forgotten next to the door, and pushed me softly onto the plush black leather couch. I let myself get steered by her, everything had happened just hours ago, and I was still wrapped in a bubble of surreality..