Sam licked her lips, swallowing hard, her eyes tracing over Carly's body. "I don't think I can stop." She said honestly, leaning down to kiss the brunette again.
Carly's hands seemed to move of their own accord, Sam gasping and biting her lip, Carly realising that she was cupping the blonde's breasts, feeling Sam's nipples jutting against her palms through the thin material of her bra. She hadn't meant to... she didn't... Carly shivered, Sam's breathing growing heavy, and she moved her hands tentatively, brushing over the blonde's hardened nipples. "C-Carls..." Stuttered Sam, her chest heaving in the brunette's hands.
Carly couldn't seem to control herself, overwhelmed by her hormones, by this throbbing in her. Everything was moving so fast, her nails skating over Sam's abs, moving to her hip, just above the waistband of her boyshorts, Sam's muscles shivering under her touch. Sam stared down at Carly, her eyes hooded with lust. "Carly... I can't..." She panted, her hands moving to the catch of Carly's pants, fumbling with the zipper. Carly found herself pushing her hips up, trying to aid Sam, shimmying out of her pants as quickly as she could. Sam watched Carly carefully, tentatively moving her hand down, skimming over the top of Carly's striped panties before coming to rest in between the brunette...