Lesbian dream

Charlene melts for sweets. She took the bonbons I offered, but I tasted better. Our kisses turned deep, wet, and greedy, tongues sliding like we had all night. We took our time. Hands moved over smooth skin, small breasts, the soft dip of a waist. Nothing rushed. Just two young blondes in matching lingerie, tasting and touching, waiting to see how far things would go.