Circling her hips, Gretchen let out a soft moan, frustrated at the feelings Delaney was causing. Trevor wasn't much for foreplay, in fact, she had sincere doubts that he even knew what the word meant. Maybe it was because he knew her so well, because they'd been sleeping together for so long, but even so, she didn't remember ever feeling the need to reach down and guide his fingers into her, like she was feeling right now.
For a lesbian, Delaney sure didn't seem to know what she was doing.
The other woman's strokes quickened and Gretchen arched her back, letting out another groan. She thrust her own fingers into Del, her thumb against the blonde's clit as she ducked her head and captured her lips.