Tera Straddles Her

Tera climbed up onto the bed, positioning herself at Amy's feet. She reached out with both hands, and took hold of Amy's smooth, toned legs, letting them slide through her fingers. She massaged them softly, moving her hands higher, until they were at the line of Amy's skirt. Amy had began to moan slightly, and Tera paused to glance up.

"Oh God," she whispered, "look at you." Even under a bikini and tank-top, the contours of Amy's nipples were visible. Beads of sweat ran like oil down her chest, tracing in between her large, undulating breasts. Her eyes were nearly closed--her expression a mixture of fear and now arousal. Tera smiled, and let go.

Moving forward on her knees, Tera shifted to straddle Amy's waist. Fiona, knowing Amy's struggle was now truly hopeless, relaxed her legs from around Amy's middle.

Fiona spoke, "I think she's ready."