Alissa gasped when she felt Britta grab her ass, but she loved the feeling of it. Tilting her head down, Alissa nibbled playfully at Britta's neck and collarbone, while still skillfully massaging a breast with one hand. The other hand, she moved down to stroke Britta's soft, wet folds, knowing the other woman was as needy as Alissa herself now. She moaned loudly at Britta's touch between her legs, and between breaths she begged for more. "I need it," she panted, "I need you."
"Please," she begged one more time as she moved so Britta's hand found just the right spot.