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X Active members log in. Invalid Username or Password. Username and Password are case-sensitive. Forgot password? Not a member yet? Sign up for a free membership. The dark-haired woman remained silent for a while longer. Just enough to gather her thoughts. Great even. I needed more intellectual simulation. I loved the free time I had with Angie, but I was bored.

The warm brown eyes turned desperate for Tina to understand. The blonde nodded slightly. She got it. Bette had always been a woman of action. A lot of things had went wrong at that time. They had found a balance for a couple of years, but she understood the pain of staying at home. She had done it herself while they were trying to get pregnant back in and that change was part of what had broken them up ultimately. Tina was still looking for something to say to this when Bette touched her fingers lightly.

Less stressed. If you asked me to choose between you and my career, I would choose you. Bette narrowed her eyes and the warmth left her hand.

Then what? They had exhausted all options already but this one had been the most sustainable. It had worked for years before they had decided to try for a baby. With Angie being a young adult and needing them less, maybe, just maybe it could work. Tina felt it then, that special connection that they had.

The bond that made it all worth it. Yes, they would try and she was determined that they succeeded this time. The rest of the afternoon and evening were long as they waited for Angie to go to bed. Their daughter had almost busted them making out on the kitchen counter, on which Bette had boosted her up, not that she had complained.

The fiery brunette had been busy sliding her hand up her inner thighs beneath her skirt when Angie had bursted through the front door. Bette had helped her down before moving away to the sink just in time to avoid a disaster. She agreed. So when Angie finally went to bed around 10pm and the secret couple snuck upstairs an hour later, the two women felt like teenagers themselves.

How ridiculous was it that they had to hide from their own daughter? Tina stopped at the door of the guest bedroom as per usual, but Bette tugged on her hand as she continued down the hall. The dark-haired beauty glanced over her shoulder. The crinkles at her eyes were in full play with the smug smile she adorned. A whole conversation happened in the span of a few seconds and the blonde let herself be guided where she belonged, heart skipping at what awaited.

Bette shut the door of the master bedroom carefully behind them. The last time she had been there, Tina had made a b-line for the closet and had not looked much at her surroundings.

Even when Bette was at work, she never stepped into her bedroom. Much like her previous bedrooms, Bette had chosen earth tones that gave a peaceful air to the room.

A few family photos were scattered on the sideboard but the one that used to be on the bedside table had disappeared. It was from their second year of dating, Bette encircling her shoulders from behind and nuzzling her hair.

They both had goofy smiles on their faces, believing that they had found the one and that they would never be separated. They had been so young then. Tina turned around when she heard her voice. Bette was sitting at the end of the bed. The white comforter contrasted with the rusty color of her lounge pants and faded pink top. She had been waiting patiently for her to finish with her little tour and now, she beckoned her closer. Tina stood between her parted legs and threaded her fingers through the curly hair she loved so much.

Her intimidating yet mesmerizing lover closed her eyes at that and her lips curled in a small smile. After a few moments, her chocolate brown eyes came into view again and gazed up at her with adoration. Tina wanted to bottle up this instant. Love, happiness, trepidation at being reunited with her soulmate. It was an indescribable feeling. One she would never get tired of. One she missed anytime she was foolish enough to leave. No more. Her white t-shirt was next—her lover had made unsurprisingly quick work of it—and the tall brunette trailed kisses on her stomach.

Her hands were already massaging her breasts over her grey cotton bra. Using her size to her advantage, Bette elongated her neck and licked a path between the valley of her breasts. Heated amber eyes met smug chocolate brown. Bette raked her nails down her arms, never breaking eye contact as she took the straps of her bra with her.

It would leave faint red marks but Bette could do much worse than this. She remembered having to go to work with a turtleneck a few times before she had forbidden her wife to leave marks in visible parts. Bette had complained, yet she had found other spot, less visible but just as erogenous. Tina rubbed her thighs together at the thought. Her breasts were exposed, the dark pink nipples already hard. She had been waiting for this all afternoon, uncomfortably wet in her underwear.

Tina returned her fingers to the curls and her beautiful lover smiled up at her. She had that look again, the one that made her feel like she was the eighth wonder of the world. Her chin dimpled with a hidden smile as she took on a haughty expression.

With that, her tongue darted out to trace an areola and Tina clutched the curly hair tighter. Not content with leaving her other breast unattended, a hand rose to her chest and cupped the fullness, fondling softly at first, before Bette pinched the nipple between her thumb and index finger in a way that had the blonde moaning her name breathlessly. The dark-haired beauty continued with her ministrations, rolling and pulling, while she kept her mouth equally busy.

She opened her mouth wide and enveloped the other nipple in hot wetness. Tina threw her head back, panting at the sensations. She was already so wet, so ready for her. She needed that relief. Her bucking hips that sought more contact were the proof of that. Bette was unrelenting, switching between her breasts to bring equal attention to each of them.

She worked them into hard points, nibbling at times, always careful but applying just the right pressure to get her on edge. It was the word that echoed in her brain as she attempted—and failed—to undress her lover.

Bette broke the contact and pulled her t-shirt over her head. She could make out the darker peaks underneath the partly transparent fabric, yearned to feel them, roll them between her fingers.

With steady hands and a self-control that had Tina almost jealous, Bette reached behind her and unclasped her own bra. The straps slid down her arms and she threw the fabric in the same direction as her t-shirt.

Bette unzipped them just as Tina decided that she needed to play a much more active role in this lovemaking session. The other woman pushed her chest against her hands, welcoming more of her touch with a strangled gasp. She deserved everything, Tina thought. This Bette was a far cry from the one that had fucked her on Halloween night. She had been in a hurry, horny, eager to please, but also guarded with her emotions. Bette had not given her all of her like she used to and in the end, it had nearly doomed them.

The way Bette was touching her, the way she was watching her, the way she had talked to her, this was her Bette. And she craved more of her. The position was not working in her favor, so Tina encouraged the brunette to move up on the bed. The body tensed underneath her as her considerable arousal was revealed. The dark-haired beauty blinked rapidly at the command, the rest of her body frozen in place.

Tina recognized some self-consciousness in Bette at first. Silly woman, she mused with a teasing smile. There was no way Bette was anything less than perfect to her. Her strong lover brought her arms up above her head eventually, giving the impression of a lazy pose that made Tina wish she knew how to draw.

Her eyes were trusting, the hint of a smile curling on her lips. Her nipples were dark and erected. She relished in their warmth, in their weight. Her thumbs brushed the nipples and her dark-haired lover arched her upper body toward her in an already lustful attempt to entice more contact. As she did, her ab line made an unexpected appearance. The brunette had to muffle it with a pillow.

She pulled Tina down to her and kissed her nose sweetly, still chuckling. Before the blonde realized what was happening, the strong brunette had reversed their position and was the one roaming the expanse of her legs and stomach. Propped on her elbow in a way that put her bicep in full display, her long hair cascading over their heads, she was more beautiful than ever. Yet, the woman only had eyes for Tina. Always her breasts, Tina thoughts distractedly as the brunette ran her cheek over and between her breasts.

Bette loved to feel the hardened tips on her skin, stealing a kiss here and there, sucking them into her mouth momentarily before doing it all over again. But her lover had asked her a question and… Bette flicked her tongue on her nipple and she whimpered her guess. She took a deep breath, as if she was about to go on a theological speech.

Tina chuckled when she realized where this was going. She caressed the crown of dark hair, then the plump lips when the brunette gave no indication that she would stop. This got her attention at least.

Bette licked her index finger with a twinkle in her hooded eyes. She managed to get her middle finger in her mouth as well and sucked on them, head bobbing to take more. Bette released the fingers and pushed her curly hair over one shoulder so she could look at her properly.

Her voice, her smile were equally sweet and Bette took possession of her lips. The kiss was languid, unhurried but passionate. Their tongues moved together, tasted each other in an endless dance. They took turn leading then accepting, lost in the kiss and the feel of their lover. It was not a fight for dominance, they gave as much as they received, just grateful to be in this situation again. And Bette was so talented, she knew her body so well, touched her just the right way.

It was intoxicating, really. Beyond compare. Yes, she knew the right spots, the ones that had her clit throbbing in need. Every little sound Tina made was fueling her lover to give more, to love her more, always careful, always needy.

The brunette sucked on her neck and ground down on her groin once more. Bette returned to her lips in a demanding kiss and started to roll her hips in a languorous motion. She was taking her time, ever so patient but also so freaking teasing when she performed the fine art of making love while fucking her sensually.

Each move opened up her core a little more, reminding Tina of how much she wanted this, the insistent contact on her clit, the hand tweaking her nipple so deliciously and the mouth latching on hers were almost enough to bring her over the edge. The dampness that brushed on her leg with each grind, the soft whimpers in her mouth and the increasing pace of their rocking were all Bette.

She might be the one doing the most to satisfy her at the moment, but her body was begging to be touched. Tina tore her lips from her. Her breathing was short, her cheeks rosy with exertion. Tina exhaled with some difficulty. Her body had no idea how to react to so much stimulation all at once.

It had been too long, way too long… She looked down at the brown skin covering her own and ran her fingers through the dark curls that fell on her chest.

Her lover lifted herself slowly from her and the bedroom air felt chillier than it should have. She sucked one full breast into her mouth. She teased the small peak with the tip of her tongue and bit down on it, careful but well aware that Bette loved some amount of pain with her pleasure.

Bette cried out and bit on her own arm to silence herself. Yes, baby gay Tina had been scared, but she was more than eager to give it to her now. Picture two music scores written by two different people. They had reached the point where somewhere, somehow, the notes aligned in perfect harmony. Private Home Videos. Your Porn Dump. One Porn List. Porn Top Links. Porn Geek. Best Cam Whores. Crazy Amateur Videos. Xvideos Channel. Family Sex Porn Tube. JerkDude - Top Porn Sites.

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