Yvonne/SJ, part 2
Running back for so much more.
By Elizabeth Fox.
The time had passed slowly for Yvonne Atkins since her cellmate had been freed. She’d been landed with a long line of crappy cellmates and was glad to finally be free to go home. Although she wasn’t sure where home was. Her early success had been finding Sarah-Jane’s address and now she made her way there, glad of the grey Ferrari Lauren had left for her at the gates.
She turned into Sarah-Jane’s drive and made her way up the path, ringing the doorbell nervously, shifting shyly as she waited for the woman to answer. She was praying Sarah-Jane hadn’t changed her mind and hoping she’d be welcome. As the door opened she nervously flattened her blonde hair, her grey-blue eyes vaguely misty.
Sarah-Jane was soon in the doorway, her brown hair straightened and smooth, blue-grey-brown eyes sparkling as she spotted Yvonne, smiling warmly at the woman, setting off a small sparkle in Yvonne’s own eyes as she stepped closer to Sarah-Jane, kissing the woman in full view of the three teenagers heading down the drive, who smartly turned and headed over the road to one f the other kids homes.
“I missed you.”
The admission from Sarah had set Yvonne off and the woman snuffled quietly before wiping her eyes and kissing her again, unable to stop herself moaning as she felt Sarah-Jane kiss back with a passion.
“I missed you too.”
Both women headed into the house, shutting the door behind them, taking their time to catch up before they shared an eager grin and made their way up to Sarah’s bedroom, the women sharing another tender kiss before Yvonne stripped them both, gently tugging Sarah-Jane down over her before rolling them to trap Sarah under her, kissing a lazy trail over Sarah’s body, taking her time to taste the woman’s skin before retuning to kissing her lips, her hand moving between Sarah’s legs before she began to caress the woman again, glad to hear Sarah moan and enjoying the chance to renew their bond, Sarah’s soft moans making it steadily harder for Yvonne to concentrate, although she didn’t stop until Sarah had reached a climax, one of the stronger climaxes she’d seen.
When Sarah-Jane reciprocated the moves it took her very little time to bring Yvonne to a climax but she enjoyed it all the same, glad to see Yvonne in her bed, in her house. She was a little shy of asking Yvonne what she was doing there, she was hoping the woman was planning to stay. Eventually, once they had both exhausted themselves and curled up together, she asked the question.
“Are you staying?”
“Would you like me to?”
“Yes, I’d love that.”
“Then I’d love to stay… My Sarah-Jane.”
By Elizabeth Fox.
The time had passed slowly for Yvonne Atkins since her cellmate had been freed. She’d been landed with a long line of crappy cellmates and was glad to finally be free to go home. Although she wasn’t sure where home was. Her early success had been finding Sarah-Jane’s address and now she made her way there, glad of the grey Ferrari Lauren had left for her at the gates.
She turned into Sarah-Jane’s drive and made her way up the path, ringing the doorbell nervously, shifting shyly as she waited for the woman to answer. She was praying Sarah-Jane hadn’t changed her mind and hoping she’d be welcome. As the door opened she nervously flattened her blonde hair, her grey-blue eyes vaguely misty.
Sarah-Jane was soon in the doorway, her brown hair straightened and smooth, blue-grey-brown eyes sparkling as she spotted Yvonne, smiling warmly at the woman, setting off a small sparkle in Yvonne’s own eyes as she stepped closer to Sarah-Jane, kissing the woman in full view of the three teenagers heading down the drive, who smartly turned and headed over the road to one f the other kids homes.
“I missed you.”
The admission from Sarah had set Yvonne off and the woman snuffled quietly before wiping her eyes and kissing her again, unable to stop herself moaning as she felt Sarah-Jane kiss back with a passion.
“I missed you too.”
Both women headed into the house, shutting the door behind them, taking their time to catch up before they shared an eager grin and made their way up to Sarah’s bedroom, the women sharing another tender kiss before Yvonne stripped them both, gently tugging Sarah-Jane down over her before rolling them to trap Sarah under her, kissing a lazy trail over Sarah’s body, taking her time to taste the woman’s skin before retuning to kissing her lips, her hand moving between Sarah’s legs before she began to caress the woman again, glad to hear Sarah moan and enjoying the chance to renew their bond, Sarah’s soft moans making it steadily harder for Yvonne to concentrate, although she didn’t stop until Sarah had reached a climax, one of the stronger climaxes she’d seen.
When Sarah-Jane reciprocated the moves it took her very little time to bring Yvonne to a climax but she enjoyed it all the same, glad to see Yvonne in her bed, in her house. She was a little shy of asking Yvonne what she was doing there, she was hoping the woman was planning to stay. Eventually, once they had both exhausted themselves and curled up together, she asked the question.
“Are you staying?”
“Would you like me to?”
“Yes, I’d love that.”
“Then I’d love to stay… My Sarah-Jane.”