“Baby…” Bette breathe out weakly.

Tina began rolling and tugging her aching nipples. She continued singing, as she let go of one breast to run her hand roughly, randomly all over Bette’s skin, smirking as felt goosebumps race across the brunette silken skin,

“Fight the feeling … Leave it alone … ’Cause if this ain’t love It just ain’t enough to leave my happy home … Let’s keep it friendly … You have to play fair … See I don’t care …”

Bette moaned, eyes closed against this almost unbearable vulnerability of being explored by Tina while strung up with a scarf, half naked, her body throbbing for more.

She gasped out when she felt Tina thrust a restless hand down the brunette’s panties, singing, as she slipped a finger carefully into Bette,

“Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?

Don’t cha?…

Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?

Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?

Don’t cha?…”

“Ti-i-i-na,” Bette moaned as she clenched involuntarily around Tina’s probing finger.

“Well … don’t cha, baby?” Tina whispered hotly, as she pulled out and pushed back into Bette with two fingers, thrusting in and out, while her other hand continued to knead one and then the other of Bette’s breasts with soft, rhythmic squeezes.

Bette was panting, eyes squeezed shut, her skin moistening, hips circling and thrusting down on Tina’s thrusting fingers.

“Not … my … girlfriend,” she answered weakly, as Tina rubbed her clit with the pad of her thumb in gentle circles. She felt Tina release the hand that been squeezing her breasts, and then kneel in front of her.

Searing pleasure surged through the brunette, and she tried to speak hoarsely, but uttered a helpless cry instead when she felt Tina’s tongue lick her clit gently, fluttering over it, pushing her closer to the brink of an explosion. It was a more intense feeling than any she’d experienced lately with the blonde. She moaned when the blonde snapped her thong apart, stinging Bette’s flesh slightly.

Tina rimmed her trembling, sopping wet entrance, teasing with quick, spearing licks just beyond the lips she’d parted with her fingers, before plunging more fully inside.