Chapter 1695 It's A Dead Man's World:>9
- ‘What the hell am I doing?’ Eliza thought as she started kissing the beautiful woman before her. ‘I’m on a mission! Men’s lives and the only hope I have of ever seeing my family again are at stake, and I’m making out in a prison observation tower with someone I barely know! Someone with incredibly soft, wonderful lips . . .’ Her objections trailed off into oblivion as Veronica unzipped Eliza’s jumpsuit without ever breaking that lip-lock. While Eliza did enjoy lingerie, she was wearing a sports bra at that moment. Of course, she hadn’t gone up there with the intention to seduce someone. Veronica had. She slid her hands into the opening of Veronica’s bodysuit and cupped her heavy breasts, basking in the heat they gave off and enjoying the feeling of their silky prison beneath her palms.
- ‘Okay,’ Veronica thought. ‘Now we’re getting somewhere.’ While Eliza was fondling her, Eliza pulled on the shoulders of her outfit and let the jumpsuit slide off. Then she broke the kiss at last and stepped back, pushing the garment all the way to the floor. She stood in the cool night air wearing only that bra and a pair of the skimpiest white panties she owned. The silk fabric barely covered her private parts and it tapered into a thong around back, exposing her tan-line-free tush. She stepped forward again and stuck her hands into Eliza’s jumpsuit, around her body and downward, grabbing two handfuls of that wonderful tight vampire behind. Then she kissed Eliza again.
- Despite her age and appearance, Eliza hadn’t had many lovers in her life. Her need for secrecy and her hectic life had prohibited it. But here was a radiant, sexual entity offering herself up to Eliza’s appetite. How could she say no? Her body had already made its decision. Finally, Eliza’s rational mind made a decision as well. She wanted this woman, and she wanted her badly! She spun Veronica around and wrapped an arm tightly around the woman’s torso, just below the breasts. Her other arm snaked downward until her hand completely encompassed Veronica’s silk-clad crotch. Starting from the bottom, she traced one finger up the slot all the way to clit, pressing against Veronica’s panties and leaving a dark stain on the white satin. ‘Oh, this girl is ready to go,’ she thought as she sucked on the envoy’s earlobe. She moved her finger back down to the middle of the slot and wiggled it back and forth, pushing on the girl’s underwear until it almost sank into Veronica’s box. The human woman actually used her own hands to press down on Eliza’s in an attempt to push those fingers inside her. But Eliza was too strong. She just kept stroking and rubbing the wet, fleshy outer labia, sometimes stopping to pet the kitty.