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Jill & Stephanie

Date: 10/18/2014, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: kayc1996, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

She immediately lets go of my thumbs and bats my knee away. With a long low growling sound, she turns and bends at the waist and puts her hands on her knees to steady herself. Her breathing is rapid and ragged. Shit! I know my knee didn't hurt her... Did she just cum? I rush to her and put an arm around her. "I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? Are you all right?" Her mobile begins to chirp out an appointment reminder tone. As her breathing returns to normal she turns to me and smiles. "No, you didn't hurt me. Yes, I'm all right. Much more than all right in fact. And congratulations Jill. You 'won'." She stands up and silences her mobile. She writes something on the back of her business card. Taking a quick look around, she turns to face the exit. Her hand and the card disappear briefly into her skirt. She hands it to me. It's soaked. "I'm terribly sorry Jill. I was having so much fun I completely lost track of the time. I have -- a meeting and I have to run for now. I'm so sorry!" She holds her thumb to her ear and her pinky to her mouth as she walks backwards down the hallway. "My mobile number's on the back. Call me? I'm so sorry to have to leave like this!" With that she turns and hurries away. I am alone. Alone and on fire. Well, I'll be. This gazelle has survived. Barely. I stand there for a moment, stunned. Weak-knee'd. Trembling with unfulfilled desire. I look at her card. Turn it over and see her number. I hold it to my nose. The scent of hard-fought silence brings a big smile to my face. First things first. I duck into the washroom and into the last stall. I lock the door. All my clothing below the waist drops to the floor. I have a seat, lean back, and pretend my fingers are Steph's. Yes, I'll call her. I'm really looking forward to our first kiss.