“But you enjoy it with me?”
“Yes.”
“Stand up.”
Rose obeyed and noted that she was a few inches taller than her mistress. Kim put her arms around Rose’s waist and pulled the younger woman close. Their breasts touched and pressed together and Kim increased the strength of her embrace. When she leaned forward and kissed Rose the slave opened up her lips and happily accepted Kim’s tongue. The kiss lasted longer than Kim intended. She pulled back. “Kiss me,” she said. “Give me your tongue.”
They kissed again, this time Rose taking the role of the aggressor. Her tongue went deeply into her mistress’s mouth and they necked like high school lovers. Rose reflected that kissing a woman was different from a man, so much softer and gentle, but the impetus of kissing—s****l drive—wasn’t all that di
