Starting to get used to the flying, Jean was nonetheless glad to be set down on the floor of their room. Kissing Anna, she groaned as the brunette reached for the window.
"Forget it. Carry me to the bed. I owe you something good, remember?"
Rubbing her girlfriend's nipples even more, they were so hard! Her own were rather pebbled beneath her shirt and bikini. Still wet from earlier,the crotch of her shorts were damp.
"Hurry...clothes...want...rub you...more," she gasped out between a flurry of kisses, her psionic powers already tugging at their clothes.