1. A late night university project..


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: tallincanada, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It’s getting awfully late, and Britney & I have been working for I don’t know how many hours on our degree’s final project. We’ve been working diligently in our living room, curled up across from each other on the couches, empty snack wrappers strewn about between the books and laptops, the cat happily curled up in her lap and some top 40 in the background. As it passes midnight, my eyes are aching. It’s time to take out my contacts. As I stand up and tell her I’m going to run upstairs to take out my contacts, and get ready for bed; she takes the opportunity to do the same. She makes for the spare bedroom where her overnight bag is, I make my way to our ensuite. Once I am finished in there, I peel off my jeans and top, shimmy my thong off & unclasp my bra. I feel the weight of my breasts and gently rub where my underwire had been resting. I throw on a pair of comfy full back panties, some flannel pajama bottoms and a loose sl**p shirt and then make my way back into the hallway where I meet Britney. She’s changed into a similar outfit, her t-shirt hanging off of her perky breasts and obscuring the rest of her thin yet curvy figure. She’s a few inches taller than I am, thin with a booty, B-cup sized breasts, and wavy strawberry blonde hair that she’s put into a ponytail. She exudes innocent girl next door which matches her personality to a tee. We saunter back downstairs wishing we could just be done already, and make ourselves some tea before settling back into our ...
    respective spots with some blankets. After a while I look up from my notepad and text book & notice that her nipples are quiet obviously as hard as rocks poking through the thin fabric of her top directly across from me. I catch myself after a moment and return to my work. We keep working and chatting, but my eyes keep locking on to her nipples which are still there for all to see. I realize that mine are hard too, and it’s equally obvious when I glance down. It’s about this moment that she stretches; hands on her shoulders, chest out, head to one side, shifting from one side to the other. Slowly thrusting one breast at a time in my direction with its hard nipple teasing me. I start to feel that tingling, throbbing between my legs. She couldn’t be doing that intentionally could she? No….not her. I’ll have to power through it and then furiously rub my clit when I go to bed. We get to a point where we both have to work from the same book. She comes to my couch and nestles in beside me, reaching across me to grab a pen her left nipple presses against my arm gently. I let out a small gasp and inhale the lavender scent of her hair. Did she notice my response? I’m now officially wet. We continue for another hour or so before deciding to call it a night. Before we can stand up to head up stairs, she asks if I can feel a knot in between her shoulders. I reach over and feel her back. Sitting hunched over all day has taken a toll on her. I offer to try and rub it out before bed, to which she ...
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