Her eyes lingered at the top of the soft fold, smooth, hairless and the color of golden honey. The scream of the air conditioner, barely covered their soft breathing. A tiny whimper escaped Dalias throat as Susan stepped slightly closer. “Let’s go inside,” Susan said, “This heat is getting to be too much.”
Together, they walked thru the patio doors into the coolness of the living room. Her eyes closed and she slipped into a deep sleep…. Dalia bit her lip in an effort to concentrate. Uncertain what raised the tiny goosebumps. letting the cool envelope her… Her breathing deepened and soft moans escaped her lips as the dreams overtook her. And a scream broke from Susans throat and her stomach twisted inside and rolled….driving the passion down and out against Dalias waiting mouth…
It was silent in the room. “OHMYGOD, I am soo glad I shaved.” And Susans fingertip reached the top of Dalias fold and Dalia screamed in her head “YES… THERE…” and a moan escaped her throat and her breathing stopped… for an eternity, then started
