CHAPTER 78

MOUNTAIN CITY

 Tarifa's head rocked back and forth on the soft sheets, her raven colored hair spilling across the pillows. Her hands gripped her firm breasts tightly, pinching her own nipples. Her face and upper body were covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her breath coming in deep gasps as pleasure like she hadn't experienced in months surged through her body. Tarifa couldn't remember how many orgasms Dysea had given her in the last two hours, so awash with sexual energy and pleasure as she was. Dysea's delicate touches and caresses had driven her almost wild with passion, and when her lover's soft warm lips finally found their way to her dripping pussy, it was as if time had stood still.