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Chapter 6 by lady-lux lady-lux

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Passing the time

Amy hears a moan from her own throat, rising in intensity as Sarah’s hands move with increasing confidence. Still locked in their kiss, both breathing in panting gasps as they try not lose that contact. Amy runs her own hands down Sarah’s body, the

Finally, it’s too much. The pain in her ankle forgotten – nearly forgotten – she manages to shuffle down, sliding until she’s able – with her teeth and a little difficulty – to peel down Sarah’s panties. That last bastion. Sarah seems about to protest – but she doesn’t. And so Amy begins.

It’s not the right angle to really go to town here. Squeezed as they are into this space between the car seat and, well, the car. And it’s not any easier as Sarah’s hips rise, involuntarily; she lets out a vibrating groan of pleasure as Amy’s lips and fingers do the best they can. It’s enough to make Amy slip a hand between her own thighs, stroking herself at the same time; and Sarah’s fingers, now tangling in her hair, now caressing her neck, that voice murmuring, urging, pleading…

The pleasure that rises inside Amy is enough to forget where she is, to forget about the rain outside, to forget – again, mostly – that stupid ankle. To forget everything except Sarah, and how beautiful she is, and the moment that’s brought them together could not be anything less than perfect right now…

… and now is the moment. Amy’s voice is a little muffled as she joins Sarah’s in chorus, crying out in the throes of their shared passion. Both left panting, breathless – very much warmed up now, at least, even with only one towel between them.

But the rain still hammers down outside. And they have all the time they could want.

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