“You’re here!” She squealed as she attempted to squish us even tighter together. It felt like Helen and I were vampires dining on two beautiful victims. “Oh, what the fuck,” Helen gasped and fell back on the bed, her hands gathering most of Bobbi’s hair, and I couldn’t tell whether she was holding the younger woman in place or trying to pull her lips off Helen’s overstimulated folds. Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue up her cheek, tasting the thick tang of arousal that clung to her. “Get a good resistance session in. “Oh god… I’ve missed this,” Helen muttered. Something important enough that it was worth staving off carnal pleasure for a few more minutes. Helen released Bobbi’s neck, leaving visible teeth marks where she’d bitten down. Instead, she turned and settled her face into Helen’s bosom while the older woman pulled her tighter and muttered something unintelligible.
