She looks up to gauge Taylor’s reaction. “Oh…demanding.”
She whispers and smiling as the blush deepens on Lauren’s face. Lauren holds back a smile and sets down her phone. Taylor reaches for Lauren’s shoulders and pulls down her blouse. Taylor’s other hand come up to Lauren’s shoulder, digging her nails into the cloth of the other woman’s blouse. Any questions?”
Her eyes scan over the class for any raised hands and her eyes connect with Taylor’s before moving back to the room. Lauren gently thrusts two fingers inside of Taylor, who in turn struggles to hold back a loud moan. She grabs her bag and starts to walk to the door before turning back to Lauren. She slides back in the room and closes the door. I don’t understand what it means.”
Taylor asks with a confused look on her face. Lauren pulls away just slightly as her finger dip down into the teen’s wetness.
