Going down

Once she was across the ridge of the roof, Seleste produced a soft yelp as Thamara pulled her closer still, bringing her in between her legs as the two naked women sat on the tiled, sloping roof. Realizing that her own sex was now placed directly against Thamara’s, Seleste did nothing to resist it when Thamara placed a hand on the back of her head and steered her lips towards her own until they were suddenly kissing. Stunned by what was happening, Seleste didn’t kiss back at first, but soon had her urges take control of her actions by having her buck against Thamara so that their pussies were grinded together while simultaneously snaking her tongue into the blonde’s mouth to get a first taste of her.

Breathing hard and wrestling tongues with Thamara, Seleste could feel the busty blonde use her free hand to cop a feel of Seleste’s ass.

As quickly as their smooching had begun, it was over, as they both picked up on the faint sound of someone else coming up through the hatch, and they worked together to help Cynn up over the ridge, with Seleste hardly failing to notice how Thamara was letting her right hand roam all over the sorceress’ curvaceous body as she helped her into a seated position.

“Mmm, you don’t mess around, do you?” Thamara whispered a question for Seleste, in the wake of the soft gasp that Cynn had let out when Seleste had brought her hand in between her thighs.

Seleste didn’t answer, instead letting her hand slip up and down the length of Cynn’s slit, taking in how soaked it was and allowing her fingertips to brush against the sleek folds of the sorceress’ pussy and the matted curls of her thin patch of pubic hair before her inhibitions finally got the better of her and she retrieved her hand from between Cynn’s legs.

Trying to put aside her arousal as the cool night-air brushed against her smooth skin, Seleste leaned as far forwards as she dared and got a look at their new surroundings. The houses that were spread out before her were not as uniformly illuminated as those on the other side of the ridge, and nor was light streaming out through the windows of the houses alongside the one that they were currently atop.
While she’d been able to see the abandoned street on the other side of the house quite clearly, here the ground was concealed by an almost undiluted darkness, and the contrast struck Seleste as quite odd.

“That’s not Hangman’s Alley,” Cynn explained with a whisper, having noticed Seleste scanning the area in front of them.

“How do we get down there?” Seleste asked, having finally begun to get an idea of the shape and character of the area that they were escaping from. Just then, Hood appeared over the ridge, as naked as before, but with a rope slung round his chest.
Working silently, he and Thamara were extremely efficient in first getting the rope off him and then securing it to the chimney, and then the rope was thrown down the sloping roof until disappeared over the edge of it.

Hood and Thamara nodded to each other, after which the blonde began to climb down the rope, making for a spectacular sight as her tanned and fit body gleamed in the moonlight while she disappeared down the rope, then disappearing from sight all together.

Observing how the rope moved about ever so slightly as Thamara climbed down onto the ground, Seleste knew that she’d gotten down when it suddenly stopped, and felt Hood’s hand on her shoulder.

Hood nodded at her when she met his gaze, and so Seleste grabbed hold of the rope, following Thamara’s lead in disappearing down the rope and over the ledge. It was as curious as ever to be climbing downwards in the dark, even more so when she came across what looked liked a window frame, but the window itself had been tiled shut.

When her feet touched the ground, Seleste let go of the rope and turned round to find Thamara waiting for her, one hand on her hip and the other held out for Seleste to take. Doing so, Seleste found herself being pulled along alongside the house’s outer wall, noticing that all of its windows on this side seemed to have been modified in the same manner as the one that she’d passed on her way down. When they got to the corner of the house, which wasn’t further from where they’d climbed down that Cynn and Hood would be able to spot them once they too were down, Seleste found herself looking at more bricks and mortar, as the entire alleyway had been completely sealed off.

“Is the whole of Hangman’s Alley like this?” Seleste asked Thamara as it dawned on her that the Guiding Light had essentially taken a few blocks of the city and turned it into a makeshift fortress.

Nodding her head, Thamara suddenly spun Seleste up against the wall and threw herself at her, getting another startled yelp from her before locking lips with her, the two nude women melting into each other’s arms as Seleste first spread her legs to get Thamara closer to her, then hooked her left leg across the back of the blonde’s thighs to trap her there.

Seleste didn’t know how long it would be before Hood and Cynn showed up, nor could she account for the contradictory manner in which Thamara was acting towards her, first throwing verbal jabs at her and then suddenly acting like she barely keep her hands off her, but she did like how the blonde moaned into her mouth when she gave her ass a playful slap.