Toscos Take Out. Remember we used to go there, back in the day? The two had visited Tasks quite often in their early dating stage.

I remember. Those were the days. Bette poured a glass of wine. Ive got a lead on a job.

Tina slurped up a noodle and wiped her chin with a napkin. Really, thats great! Doing what?

Bette knew shed think it was a joke, and almost didnt say. Well, it doesnt really have anything to do with art

Tina was shocked. No art? But how will you survive? The fridge door swung open and she grabbed the Tabasco out from the back.

How can you put that stuff on your food? Bette cringed as Tina doused her orange chicken in the red solution.

I grew up on hot sauce. Its in my blood, I guess. So what about this job that has nothing to do with art? Now youve got me all interested.

Bette eyed her sharply, are you trying to tell me you never cared about my work? Tina choked down her food and chased it with a swig of white wine. Yeah, thats right Bette. I never cared about your work. I just wanted you for your body.

Because its so damn hot. Bette chugged the rest of her wine. Tina sauntered over to her lover, draining her own glass of spirits. Dont you know it.

Now wait a minute here, I thought you wanted to hear about my new job. Bette pushed her ***** into Tinas and delved deep into her bright blue eyes.

***** your new job. Tina grabbed her around her waist and slid her hand in between her legs. Her fingers found their way, and the motion made Bettes head tilt back in a sigh of pleasure.

What were we talking about again? Tina pushed harder inside her. I dont remember. Bette slammed Tina into the fridge door and ripped her shirt off up over her head. She started down her neck and further to her *****, her nipples hard and erect. Tina pulled her into her so hard she that she had to moan. Bette lifted both of her legs, one on each side, up and around her waist while her fingers went in and out of Tina. She picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

*****, have you been working out? Bette had never actually supported Tinas entire body on her own.

I have. But thats not why Im so strong. She stripped down to her bra and black lace panties, Tina naked from the waist up. Bette unbuttoned Tinas pants and pulled them off of her. She laid down on top of her, both of their bodies pressed firmly together.

So whats with the superman – strength? Tina had her hands on Bettes *****, squeezing tighter with each grinding motion of Bettes torso.

Its you. She kissed her softly on the lips, then placed her fingers just right on Tina and rubbed them slowly back and forth. You make me strong.

Tina let out another moan, uhhhnnn, what are you doing to me?

Bette kept on rubbing her fingers, this time she did it a little faster and harder. Im doing what youve always wanted me to do, but never asked.

Dont stop. Bette didnt. Tina felt it hit her, the swelling and throbbing and rushing of blood throughout her body. She grabbed Bette and held on through the twitching of ultimate climax, her head lifted so far back youd have thought it might have fallen off. *****!

She rested her head back down on the pillow. *****.

I love you so ***** much. Bette held Tina close, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead.

She lay there, as still as a rock, for ten minutes. Not a wordand then, I love you too.

Do you want to go to sleep now? Bette fluffed her pillow.

No, I dont want to go to sleep yet. She started massaging the inside of Bettes thigh.

Oh. Bette smiled, knowing just what no had really meant.

Tina kissed her neck, bringing herself inches away from Bettes ear, close your eyes.

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