...am'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's legs. Carly gasped, pushing up against Sam, the blonde girl flexing her hand, biting down hard on her lip, a torn expression on her face. "Oh God Carls..." She almost sobbed, her fingers starting to move against the damp material of her best friends panties.
Carly's breath caught in her throat, pleasure starting to spark through her, forcing her hips to jerk with every movement of Sam's fingers, teasing her. Sam was the one who was never afraid to go for what she wanted, and she dragged Carly along too, and for once, Carly was glad. This was something she wanted to be dragged into.
Sam captured Carly in a deep kiss, the brunette moaning as Sam's fingers increased their pace, her panties growing damper through Sam's ministrations. Sam shuddered, drawing her fingers up and slipping them under Carly's panties, stroking her directly. "Unh, S-sam..." Moaned Carly, pushing her hips up against the blonde, trying to build some friction.
"Christ Carls," Groaned Sam breathlessly, pressing her lips to the brunett...