As Helena continued to push her closer and closer to that edge that she so desperately needed, Myka's doubts returned. Helena was more skilled at pleasuring a lover than she was. How could she even measure up to someone with far more experience. Especially someone with experience with women. In a nutshell she was terrified that Helena would grow bored of always having to teach her what to do. That thought alone brought tears to her eyes. Leave it to her to dwell on sad thoughts while her lovers tongue was moving harder and faster inside of her. Even with the tears resting in the corner of her eyes, Myka couldn't help but give in to the pleasure. The combination of Helena's hands caressing her breasts and skin as well as her tongue moving at a fast and hard pace within her too much. Her body had all ready been close to falling over that edge again at the first touch of the older woman's tongue. And now she could feel the tension building in her body as she moved closer and closer to climax. Squeezing her eyes shut the tears she had been holding back were released. Myka took her free hand and brought it up to caress her own breast her other tightening her grip on Helena's hair. Her breathing coming out in tiny gasps as she was brought closer and closer to climaxing. All at once her second orgasm of the night ripped through her body, causing her body to arch and a loud whimper to escape her lips. When her body began to come down off the sensations of her climax, Myka turned her head into the pillow. There was no way that she'd be able to satisfy the ache that Helena had because of her. She was too inexperienced and would fail at bringing her lover pleasure.
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