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They stopped speaking once they hit the water, both women abandoned their clothes in the heat of the sun, a little light breeze caressed their skin, speaking of the afternoon, threatening them with the cool that comes with night time. A little bit of wine under the same telling sun, earlier in the day had led to Cat unwrapping the scarf from around her friend?s neck and gently running its feather weight one whole length of her thigh. The delicate trace of the fabric had made the other woman ache to for continued caresses. From the first sensual moment, she had wanted to kiss, just to be kissed. To taste the weight of another?s on her lips, the warm breath and the cushion-y feeling of flesh on flesh - no matter who?s. She was at the mercy of the sensuousness of her nature, unspoken promises of satisfaction filling her mind. They stopped speaking and swam out, Cat swam further than she would have liked to and could feel her breath cooling in her chest. She knew the shortness that accompanied fear in her breathing. Soon they were away from the electric barbeque lights, out in the middle of the water, with just the thick, heavy tea-smell of the kaçak iddaa river and the muddy taste of the water. She could taste minerals on her tongue; taste the old leaves that gave the water its colour. They trod water and looked at one another, white skin in the dark water, the feel of cold waters all around, tickling their sense of adventure. She swam towards her friend, coming up for air close by. The water runs off her face, leaving her skin slick and sensuous. Cat's dark, proud eyes hold the reflection of water, her lashes thick and dewy. She wears an unaccustomed air of innocence. They smile at each other, languid now in the water. Earlier, they sunned themselves, indulging in crust-less ham and cucumber sandwiches washed down with cold, soft, pink Bubbles. They?d eaten chocolate bars from the cooler, that once out, stuck to their hands and faces. After champagne they drank American vodka and raspberry cordial with soda. Lemonade, they had found previously, made it sickly sweet. The two women lay down on the rug as the sun began to move to the west. They held hands for a while and placed their hands on one another?s chest to feel their kaçak bahis bodies move when they laughed. Cat sat up on one elbow and kissed her friend. It was light and playful and soon they were fooling with one another. Keeping it light and simple, uncomplicated by any intent. The torturous pleasure of the afternoon stretching on. Soon, Cat was sucking the other woman?s fingers as if they were strawberries, tasting them as if they held an exotic flavour all of their own, at the same time walking gentle fingers over the other woman's upper thigh with a touch like a passing insect, making it's recipient giggle a lot more, and squeal with delight. They kissed until their lips were plump and ripe from teasing. The warm honey feeling of being in the sun all day acted like a drug. The quiet heat grew between them, making the silence seem sexy, as if in a dream. Cat listened for her friend's little cries of absolute pleasure as they made out standing next to the tyre swing. The swing was strung to the tree in such a way that a good push sent it our almost past the shallow water. Cat found herself drawn ankle deep into the cold river water. The water illegal bahis made her thighs tingle, her palms feel hot and heavy. The sluggish river sand under foot squished around as they kissed. Nothing but pleasure and sand. Moments later they clinked their glasses and ate each others oral orifice whilst threatening to fall into the water. Cat found herself leaning on the swing and allowing the weight of it to gently rock her against the other woman?s body. The softness of her breasts, the valley between her hip bones, her soft middle. Her friend caressed her upper thigh, under the skirt fabric until finally her fingers began to play where they were most welcome. Cat?s pussy was lush and wet. The slow afternoon had left her on sensuous tent-a-hooks, so many tiny, sexy moments. She felt she would burst when her friend slid two fingers in to find her slick centre. She shook as the pressure increased and the hand began circling gently, it warmed her to her toes and to the tips of her hair. She opened her mouth a little and her friend smiled to see the pleasure on her face. Cat closed hers in delight. Such as it was, neither of them heard someone approaching. Her friend confessed later to only being vaguely aware that it may not have been Cat?s hands on her body. She didn't think to protest when a man joined them and only fuelled their fine teasing.