She belted the dressing gown around her waist and silently slipped out of the bedroom door and tip-toed across the landing and up the narrow flight of stairs to the top floor. xxx “If you’re quite finished lazing about,” she said in her best mistress’ voice “I have most definitely not had my fill for the evening”. There were no tongues, but the intensity of it was wonderful. Bridget smiled at her as she absent-mindedly sucked her middle finger clean, before leaning down to plant a small, affectionate kiss on Miriam’s temple. Out of nowhere she suddenly felt Bridget’s cool fingertips between her legs and instinctively she clung tighter to the luscious bust in front of her.
