"Play with yourself," Clara suggested, moving her hand down to rub her clitoral area as they ground their crotches together.

Shamira followed the suggestion, causing little blinking lights to appear in her head. Her other hand was pinching and tugging at her own nipples, remembering how good it felt when it was Clara's hands and mouth doing the teasing. They bumped and ground and generally pleasured themselves for a while, with Shamira reaching orgasm again first.

Clara grinned, her hair a mess as she kept her hips moving. 'She really is beautiful,' she thought, looking at Shamira's taut body as it lay content on the bed. But Shamira's hand wasn't...