Dancing with Shannon

I kissed my way toward her mouth. I wasn’t sure if she would allow me to kiss her glorious mouth. But I was insane with sexual desire.

Shannon had stopped crying. She held me in her arms. She did not try to stop me as I climbed on top of her. I think she knew that I had become desperate for an orgasm.

She felt me grinding myself against her. She felt how wet my panties were. I was approaching orgasm and she knew it.

As my mouth approached her lips, she turned her head away, preventing me from kissing her lovely lips. Then she put her hands on my hips to stop me from humping her. She said, “no Kala. This is wrong. We must stop. We’re two girls, remember?”

I wanted to scream that I was to close to stop! Instead, I raised my head and looked her in the eyes. I said, “I’m dying Shannon. I can’t stand being this close and not cuming. I’m so close. Please let me do it. I am almost there. Please!”

I was literally begging her for it…and she knew it. At first, she just looked at me. I thought she was going to push me off of her. Instead, she smiled and said, “My crazy Kala. I had mines. I guess you can have yours.”