”I could feel it, baby. Is that why you made me gulp that last half glass of wine down?” Bette had asked huskily, “After I’d been nursing it through the past half hour just so I wouldn’t be given any more?”

She’d smiled up at Tina, before filling both hands with each one of Tina’s luscious breasts. Tina had sucked a breath in when Bette began pressing and rubbing her sensitive breasts together, feeling her ache for Bette deepen and her core grow ever more desperate for the brunette to fill her and coax the orgasms that she knew lay ahead of her.

But Bette had apparently made up her mind to ravish her breasts tonight, and had so far avoided lavishing any attention on her sopping core. Maybe later?   She’d shuddered when she felt the brunette rub her tongue up and down the tight valley formed by the breasts the brunette was squeezing and releasing rhythmically. Tina moaned breathlessly, shut her eyes, and dipped her neck back, overwhelmed with want. The blonde had groaned, ”Unhnnn….that feels so good, Bette!”

“Mmmm…. think I can titty-fuck you all night, baby?” Bette had asked quasi-teasingly, her breath hot against Tina’s skin, as she paused from rubbing her teeth on a tit, and then biting it lightly. She’d resumed squeezing and then releasing the fleshy mounds she’d grasped, thumbs rubbing the areolas to keep them erect like small pencil erasers as she’d murmured to Tina how often she’d dreamt of doing exactly this when she and the blonde had been apart.

Tina’s mind had detached from her senses and began to float into her own dreams about the brunette, connected to reality only by the searing touches of Bette’s tongue on her hot skin, now dipping in and out of the tight valley formed by the breasts Bette had been fondling.

The blonde had started to unconsciously pump her hips up and down as she joined with Bette in their unique rhythm, her juices beginning to flow as Bette’s warm hands continued to mercilessly mash her aching breasts together. I don’t know what makes me crazier, her hands squeezing me or her tongue licking me all over! Just so glad I don’t need to choose!

Tina hadn’t answered Bette’s tease, and not long after that had let out a pent-up moan when she’d felt her lover finally enter her wet core. The blonde’s voice mingled with the last few moans they could still hear spilling out from the next room. Lost to the fever of their love-making Tina had started biting Bette, ”just marking my territory, baby,” she’d explained hoarsely when Bette had protested at the light sting she’d felt when Tina bit into her shoulder.