Kaela.
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We both sat up, legs crossed, our gowns all tangled around her waist.
My eyes lingered on her breast, big and sumptuous they looked.
Lolita looked at me. “Who goes first?” She asked.
My throat tightened, my heart thumping in my chest.
Although I had considered Lolita a friend, there were times I thought of touching her. But it didn’t mean I was into women. I had never dreamt of touching any other woman aside from Lolita.
“I’ll go first.” That soft smile formed on her lips, her pretty face looked even look more prettier.
Slowly, she brought her hand to my breast and caressed it, drawing her palms in circles.
A soft gasp broke from my lips before I could stop it. My heart thumped so loud, I thought she could hear it too.
“Am I doing it right?” She asked. She spat on h
