The electricity shot through her, making her come alive and flushing her with arousal.Back and forth. She ran her finger around her opening, now dripp...ng with wetness, and flicked her finger inside. Her other hand fondled her breast, tracing the shape of her nipple as if her finger was a tongue. Back and forth, she imagined, picturing a man sliding his hand back and forth on his throbbing hard cock and watching her intently, his eyes trailing her moving hands and studying her every motion. Her. My items go on the belt and I get a bit closer to you, and hiding my hand from view, I caress your ass, my fingers sliding in the crack of your ass, nearly to your asshole. I am surprised when you feign looking in your purse and bend over a bit, pressing back - and my hand goes right to your pussy, only the fabric between my hand and your mons.My cock swells with excitement. I can feel the groove between your lips and the void at the entrance to your pussy hole, only for a brief moment until. Rub your wet pussy against my thigh."In that position, I could nudge and she could feel the slippery thigh against her clit as she moved. She caught on immediately. I massaged her scalp as I felt the gentle rocking of her mons against me. I took my time to knead her head and distribute the conditioner. By then, she moved with more determination against me as her soft moans began.I took the showerhead down to rinse her hair from all sides and I think the pulsing sensation on her head and scalp. I'd grown so used tothe ink Kirsty had left under my skin I hardly saw it anymore."Just add cream," she giggled, and touched it again.I'd never made the connection, never wondered why Kirsty had chosen astrawberry for her inner thigh. What would I say if Olivia asked me whyI'd chosen it? Happily the moment passed."You're beautiful." Her cheek was so close to mine I felt every movementas she spoke. From the incline of her face she was looking down my body,across my breasts, my flat belly, along.