Tearing her eyes away almost violently, Jocelyn let her hands glide over Cheyenne's smooth fair skin, purposefully moving slowly, one succulent inch at a time. She watched the girl's breathing get slower and deeper, until it had a regular cadence and rhythm. Damn, girl, your body is fucking amazing and sexy...it excites the hell out of me to have my hands all over you.. she said silently.

"Hey do you have--"

"Shhhh...no talking...just relax and take it in. No distractions." Jocelyn whispered gently, knowing that conversation and interaction would certainly draw attention away from the feelings and sensations of her touch. Once the room was silent again, she gradually worked...