To emphasize her point, Olivia slipped her hand under the hem of Ms. Thompson’s yoga pants, fingertips grazing the smooth skin of her hip. The older woman rewarded her with a soft gasp that made Olivia’s heart race.
They kept up their secret touches throughout the movie, each caress and stroke stoking the inferno building inside both women. By the time the credits rolled, they were both panting softly, cheeks flushed.
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