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Who Loses, Wins
Date: 3/1/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: LaChatte, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
I was readying myself to jump out of the shower, when Celine wandered into my bathroom. “Ah, just in time. Pass me a towel, will you? I forgot to grab one before getting in," I asked her. “Good thing I’m here as usual or you’d be parading around butt naked, dripping water all over the place,” she retorted, whilst nonetheless wiggling her firm little cheeks over to the cupboard where I keep my towels. “Here, wipe your church doors with this!” then, “Shame, I wouldn’t have minded drying them myself… oh well, I just came to see if you were up for anything tonight?” “How about a candle-lit then up to the cinema?” I answered, starting to gently rub myself dry. “Yeah, guess,” she blurted in a less-than-up-for-it tone, “don’t think there’s much on this week and I’m not sitting in that flea-pit to watch a bunch of crap...we could go on the pull at The Red & Ritzy Club. Whaddya think, hmmm?” Celine purred in that cat-like fashion that automatically reduces my pussy to her finest liquid state. She took the towel from my fingers and started to gently circle it over my back, widening her circuits until I felt the soft cotton threads buffing my boobs, coaxing my nipples to immediate erection. “Awww, Celly,” I pouted “we went last week. Anyway, if it’s not a Saturday, the atmosphere is shit and the men even shittier.” “But I reeaallly feel like dancing...” “Honestly, I’m tired tonight and the thought of a late night for nothing to show for it leaves me cold. In fact, I’d much rather ...