Your eyes slide down, staring at Kate's hand on your thigh. The physical contact is almost unbearable and you are beginning to feel it is getting more hunger than sexual desire.
"Um, Kate, I... can't" You mutter, trying to quell that urge within you. "It's... No!"
"Come on Mary, don't tell me you're getting cold feet?" Her hand slides further up your thigh "Don't deny you loved our little session last week. You were all over me! And vice versa." Kate grinned, hooking a finger under your panties.
You jerk up, jumping away from her.
"N.. NO!" you gasp "I don't want to hurt you!"
Struggling against the urges within you you burst out the kitchen door into the backyard leaving the stunned face of Kate behind, staring after you.
You leap the gate and tear down the lane before you even remember you are only wearing a tanktop and panties. Your hunger is over-riding now though and you don't slow, you just stear yourself down back roads, trying to find somewhere quiet to sit down and think over what happened.
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