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Ariella checked the woman's fine figure as she was distracted opening their cottage door. The young woman chewed her lower lip, holding firmly to the balcony's bar as her sight is getting blurry.
"Can you op-" the older woman cut her words when she saw her staring down on her firm flesh, and the girl met her eyes, blushing.
"..oh, I'm sorry. What was that again?" Ariella stood straight in front of her.
"Uh..nothing." says the woman and finally unlocked the door. Irene went straight to the sofa, feeling exhausted and dizzy as they drunk bottle of tequila in the bar. On the other hand, the girl gently close the door behind her and watch every woman's movement.
"Do you want me to cook soup?" says the girl but Irene let out a soft chuckle, "you can't even walk straight," she ridiculously said, removing her not so high heels and unbuttoned the first two button of her blouse.
The girl discreetly scratch her other leg to other as she felt warm in her center, Irene did not miss to see it causing her to smirk secretly.
"Come here," commanded the short-haired woman, Ariella gladly followed.
She was about to sit beside her but the woman raised her hand to stop her, "I didn't tell you to sit," the girl furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"Kneel," delicately whispered the woman. She slightly open her legs as the girl politely kneel in front of her.
The young woman's face was flushing reddish 'cause of alcohol she drunk, some strand of hair in her cheeks.
"Straight hair suits you well, why did you curl it tonight?" asked the woman and gently pushed aside those hair strands.
"To look good?" Ariella gulped and smile sweetly, feeling the touch of attractive older woman in her face.
Irene traced her jaw with her index finger and reach out for her chin, tilting it upward revealing the girl's fine neck length. The older woman met her eyes before she put a soft kiss in her sensitive part of skin, slightly licking it. Irene wrapped her fingers around the girl's neck causing Ariella to bit her lower lip.
She tilted her head to give the woman's broad access in her neck, holding her arms trying not to let out a moan.
They were both dazed to the touches and kisses. Drowning to each other's presence in the middle of night.
"Get my bedroom key in my back pocket," whispered the woman, pushing the girl's creamy long sleeves blouse to the side and placed a wet kisses on her shoulder blade.
The young woman's hand travel up to her right leg and put it between the woman's warm inner thighs, it wasn't like she doesn't know where the pocket is. She just wanted to tease the older woman.
"Ah.." Ariella whimpered as the woman bit her skin. Her hand found the pocket and get the key, she softly pushed the woman's delicate shoulders to show her that she found it already.
"Got it," she says and clung the key in her finger, smiling attractively with her little dimple on the side of her lips.
Irene tenderly met her eyes, "you're such a good girl," says the woman and took the key in the girl's hand before placing a passionate kiss on her lips.
The woman helped her to stand up as they walked through the bedroom door. Irene skillfully unlocked the door without looking at it.
Ariella aggressively throw the woman's blouse somewhere in the room, locking their lips to each other. The woman pinned her on the wall, the girl groan. She traveled her wet mouth to the girl's neck down on her exposed chest while she unzipped the girl's skirt zipper at the back causing to fall it down like a silk. Her hands were caressing the woman's short soft hair.
