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Kaylee took it and the other girl helped her to her feet.River's hand felt nice and for some reason Kaylee was reluctant to let go of it. It seemed perfectly natural then for her to take River's other hand and to stand almost nose to nose with the other girl. They remained motionless for a minute. Then River leaned forward and kissed Kaylee. It was only a soft quick brushing of lips, but it rooted the girl mechanic to the floor. All she could do was whisper the other girl's name."River."The look in the passenger's eyes might have been frightening had it not somehow struck a responsive chord deep inside the crew woman. Kaylee could see the hunger there, building with every passing moment. Then River kissed her again. This time both pairs of lips parted and plucked at each other. Fingers tightened. Kaylee breathed that name again."River."Her mind was a whirl. Images rumbled through her thoughts, one chasing another. She tried to bring Simon back to the forefront, recapture his face and. She jumped as if hit with a major electrical shock. She nearly screamed. Her squeal echoed down the canyon and back again.She grabbed my hand and in a hoarse whisper she just said: "Please." If I had been cruel, I would have assumed her "please" meant for me to continue, but I knew better. I withdrew my finger but gently rubbed her pubic mound as she came down.By now, I was so hard it hurt. I helped her shed her clothes. Kelly, sitting there naked in the back of my car was a beauty to behold. I said: "Lady, you're naked."She said: "No I'm not," then held up her foot with her sock on.I had removed my shirt while Kelly unfastened her bra. She then began to help me get out of my pants. Once I too was down to my socks, she lay back down, her knees up but spread seductively and held out her arms in open invitation. I needed a taste first. In the somewhat cramped confines of the car, I couldn't get a very good angle. I bent down and gave her a few licks getting an Ooooh from Kelly in.
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