An hour later I was leaning back against her, savoring the taste of her essence lingering on my lips. Sandy had made me brush my teeth and tongue, first. A little vindaloo in a kiss was one thing, but on her more sensitive lips, that's a different story. Still, it was a trade I'd make anytime.
My head was resting on her forearm while one hand caressed my bare breast. Her other made slow, gentle circles around my pearl, which, after my several recent orgasms, felt just heavenly.
"Mmm." Sandy nuzzled into my hair, kissing the back of my neck. "That was amazing."
"It was okay, but next time I want to try the Rogan Josh."
"You brat! I was not talking about curry."
I giggled, turning in her arms. The hand that had been stroking my p***y now ran over my sizable backside, but any momentary s
