Chapter 77

• Sam hesitated, her hand trembling inches above the young woman's bare breast. Her hand moved downward and a moan escaped her lips. Sam's lips muffled her scream, as the palm of her hand covered the soft mound of flesh. "Oh Jesus," Sam gasped as she pulled her lips from Sally's. She looked down and saw her hand covering the breast of another woman for the first time in her life. It was like a dream. Just like the dream she had had last night. She watched, in an almost removed fashion, as her fingers began to knead the soft flesh. While she had touched her own breasts many times, this felt different, almost softer. Her fingers squeezed the flesh and her thumb slid across the pale pink nipple.
• "Oh God, suck it!" Sally hissed. With her hand still behind Sam's head, she tugged gently.
• Sam felt her head being pulled down slowly but firmly until it was a fraction of an inch from one heaving tit. She hesitated. There was no turning back if she went any further.