What could Zeenia think or say? For her first time making love to a woman with mutual, unrestrained affection, she had no complaints. From the moment they entered the bedroom they dropped their bags and enveloped each other in kisses, strokes, and hot breaths as passionate as their emotions within them. Zeenia's buttons were undone before they even reached the bed.
"I love you," Shanaya whispered between kisses. No matter how many times she said it, Zeenia could not get sick of being told "I love you." She rolled her tongue along Shanaya's skin, from her throat to her breasts, from her navel to her warm p***y.
Likewise, Zeenia never got tired of hearing Shanaya's gasps and moans as her lover's tongue brought her to o****m.
"I Love You," Zeenia said back to her. Shanaya flipped her over
