Jessica gasps and needful whispers, emulated or not, threatened to drive Megan wild. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever heard anything so sexy in her entire life. “That’s…hot,” Megan whispered, her eyes a little wide as she looked at the older girl.
“Only a few times?” Megan accused skeptically. She couldn’t help but wonder if Jessica’s knickers were damp now.
Unable to resist anymore, Megan leaned in and closed the distance to Jessica’s lips. She stopped just short of them and waited as Jessica had said. Would she close the distance? Megan hoped so. Megan’s fingers curled around the hem of Jessica’s shorts and pulled lightly, encouraging her towards Megan’s waiting lips.