Sandy knelt on the floor. Isabel held her, and stroked her upper back with her hand. “Tell me if this is all right,” she whispered in Sandy’s ear, and moved the hand down to Sandy’s bottom. Sandy nodded. Her body was warm, cool, soft, smooth-skinned, with warm firm breasts, a cooler soft bottom, and Isabel stroked her up and down. Very soon, Sandy rubbed her face against Isabel’s breasts.
“Would you like to go further?” Isabel asked. “We’ll be slow and gentle.”
“Just a little bit.”
Isabel caressed Sandy’s mound. Its shape was the perfect V, smooth skin beneath soft hair, a tantalising slit going downwards. At the same time Crystal stooped and kissed her on the mouth. Isabel felt Sandy respond; her body stiffened, her front and back put pressure on Isabel’s hands, and Isabel sensed the l
