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Their heels clicked on the floor as Carmen involuntarily thrust her hips forward, trying to get her crotch to touch Lindsey’s while her hand grabbed Lindsey’s ass. Bending down, Lindsey scooped up Carmen in her arms and carried her to the bedroom like a bride. Setting her down, Lindsey climbed on top and kissed her more. For several long minutes they embraced on the bed, lost in their lesbian love. Then Lindsey whispered, “Take off my dress.”Eagerly, Carmen reached down and grabbed the bottom of Lindsey’s dress. Slowly she lifted the garment from Lindsey’s body, revealing her goddess-like figure inch by inch. For a moment she slowed down even more when she reached Lindsey’s chest, causing Lindsey’s breasts to emerge with a satisfying flopping sound. At last, she lifted the dress over Lindsey’s head. Lindsey shook out her hair as Carmen deposited the dress on the floor.Lindsey knelt upright on top of Carmen. Her deep purple bra and panties smelled of her sweet perfume, causing Carmen’s. I happily agreed and we both were very close now and her thighs were glued to mine. Her arms with sleeveless blouse were touching my bare warm hands. I could feel her breathe heavy. So after 12 o clock the zero watt bulb too was out and it was dark now.I could only feel her skin and smell her fragrance. Now I wanted to proceed and check her reaction. I slowly slid my left hand to place it around her right shoulder very lightly so that she shouldn’t create a scene. I acted like it was in light sleep. She didn’t move an inch.I took it as a positive signal and kept my whole palm on her naked shoulder. Wow, it was smooth like butter. Now I started sliding my palm towards her chest by moving aside the pallu and stopped just at the top. I wanted her to make a move and she made.She slightly lifted her pallu using the other hand giving me access to her blouse and bra. That’s it I thought. I confidently placed my hand on her cleavage top now. Omg, what a pair of boobs she had. I now turned.
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