01-23-2010, 08:05 PM
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The moan that it seemed her lick had elicited from the other femme was as new as everything else that was happening, but the way her neck arched it seemed that it was something that had been enjoyable. So Cambi mixed her nuzzles with licks, lavishing attention on Lolita's slender neck. She had a feeling that all of this was kind of like a gift that Lolita was giving her, but still she couldn't damper her compulsive need to thank the people who did nice things for her. So she would read the other's body language and learn from the way that she was being touched. If it felt good to her then she figured it must feel good to her new friend as well. From the moment the fiery haired woman's soothing words had reached her ears she had instantly been dubbed a friend in the young girl's mind. Little did she know that the things they were doing were not things that "friends" really did with one another but the distinction was impossible to make for her at the moment. It all felt good, and friends made each other feel good, so it made sense.
When her hand nervously placed itself upon the other's breast once again Lolita leaned into the contact which clearly meant that she liked it. Still, Cambria didn't know exactly what to do to make her feel good, her hands and fingers so inexperienced especially compared to Lolita's. Plus, she hadn't actually seen the way she had been touched, only felt it. Still, she wanted to try, and so her hand lightly rubbed over the older girl's breast. There had been pressure too, she remembered that and so her hand pressed against Lolita, hoping that her touches were accomplishing what she was wanting them too. She didn't want to be a disappointment or to be doing things wrong.
Lolita's pale hand finally moved lower again and the soft caresses on the inside of her thigh made a soft sigh escape her. The heat was radiating up from her core and she could feel her cheeks grow warm under her fur, though for once it was not out of embarrassment. Nothing could have prepared her for the sensations that shot through her when that hand moved to touch that place that rested between her legs and the gasp that came from the girl was uncontainable. Her hands clutched at Lolita's back and breast her heart rate picking back up. It was all so overwhelming that her legs began to shake, her body's nerves being overloaded by the onslaught that the massaging fingers were causing. Cambria held onto Lolita tightly, afraid she might topple over if she did not.
The moan that it seemed her lick had elicited from the other femme was as new as everything else that was happening, but the way her neck arched it seemed that it was something that had been enjoyable. So Cambi mixed her nuzzles with licks, lavishing attention on Lolita's slender neck. She had a feeling that all of this was kind of like a gift that Lolita was giving her, but still she couldn't damper her compulsive need to thank the people who did nice things for her. So she would read the other's body language and learn from the way that she was being touched. If it felt good to her then she figured it must feel good to her new friend as well. From the moment the fiery haired woman's soothing words had reached her ears she had instantly been dubbed a friend in the young girl's mind. Little did she know that the things they were doing were not things that "friends" really did with one another but the distinction was impossible to make for her at the moment. It all felt good, and friends made each other feel good, so it made sense.
When her hand nervously placed itself upon the other's breast once again Lolita leaned into the contact which clearly meant that she liked it. Still, Cambria didn't know exactly what to do to make her feel good, her hands and fingers so inexperienced especially compared to Lolita's. Plus, she hadn't actually seen the way she had been touched, only felt it. Still, she wanted to try, and so her hand lightly rubbed over the older girl's breast. There had been pressure too, she remembered that and so her hand pressed against Lolita, hoping that her touches were accomplishing what she was wanting them too. She didn't want to be a disappointment or to be doing things wrong.
Lolita's pale hand finally moved lower again and the soft caresses on the inside of her thigh made a soft sigh escape her. The heat was radiating up from her core and she could feel her cheeks grow warm under her fur, though for once it was not out of embarrassment. Nothing could have prepared her for the sensations that shot through her when that hand moved to touch that place that rested between her legs and the gasp that came from the girl was uncontainable. Her hands clutched at Lolita's back and breast her heart rate picking back up. It was all so overwhelming that her legs began to shake, her body's nerves being overloaded by the onslaught that the massaging fingers were causing. Cambria held onto Lolita tightly, afraid she might topple over if she did not.