Evelyn sensed the other woman's absence even before she was fully awake, she was disappointed but not really surprised. She would have liked to have awakened with Jerusalem in her arms but somehow she was absolutely sure it would take more than words to assure the frightened little girl that hovered just below the surface of the confident woman.

Still Evie couldn't help feeling a little bit cheap, she wasn't the type of woman to give herself to just anyone so she didn't particularly relish the feeling of her lover sneaking off in the middle of the night like she was some sleazy one night stand. Maybe things were different between two women, different rules and ways to play the game. She wasn't sure, it wasn't like she knew any other women who had paired off, and even if she had she still might not have known. After all she wasn't like that, so she'd have no reason to even inquire about the inner workings of such relationships.

As Evelyn lay there thinking the sun rose over the island giving birth to a newborn morning, she was sad to be leaving it's beauty behind but had no regrets at least not yet, but she was beginning to wonder if maybe she should, after all she had never meant to redefine her sexuality or even to call it into question but now that she had she wondered what the results would be.

Jerusalem had slept fitfully hovering in between dreams and reality, by the time the sun began to rise she was tired but couldn't force sleep to come. She got up frustrated with chasing rest and exhausted from pushing unwanted thoughts and images from her mind. As she began to pack for her return to the states she felt like shaking some sense into herself, how the hell could she be falling in love with Evelyn Masters?

Maybe she had gotten heat stroke or some damn thing, or maybe this was the start of some kind of weird phase. Whatever it was she wasn't about to let it control her anymore, and she sure wasn't going to let some Island fling redefine who she was. The sex had been great and exciting but that was no reason to go overboard, and once she got it together enough to explain it to herself she'd definitely make sure Evie.Evelyn understood too.

Breakfast was a tense affair though Donnie couldn't quite put his finger on why. Evelyn was running hot and cold and hovering on the edge of distraction and Jerusalem seemed tired, on edge and just generally out of sorts. She hadn't been rude exactly she just seemed repressed somehow. He wondered if they'd been fighting, he sure hoped not he didn't want to spend the remainder of his time on the island making sure neither one of them came to bodily harm. Teki the man he'd met at the club, had invited Donnie to spend the day on some nude beach, and he wasn't inclined to refuse, just so he could referee some cat fight from hell.

To avoid any impending sense of duty he hurried away as soon as he could with only the briefest of explanations and not a second to spare for any objections. He was finally about to have a little Island fun himself and nothing and nobody was going to stop him.

When Donnie departed Evelyn made her way back to the guest house and into her room, she was a far to restless to be confined by its walls and eventually ended up on the outer terrace looking over the large expanse of Garner's lush estate She was more than a little upset that Donnie had left, she had hoped that they could talk for a while, and his absence felt like a personal abandonment.

There was so much on her mind and even if he didn't have all of the answers , he would have at least been there to listen and offer some emotional support. She recognized that she was being petty and selfish in her anger, after all he wasn't her personal problem solver, and she had abandoned him for nearly two days without so much as a courtesy call, and now she was tripping because he wouldn't be at her beck and call for a few hours.

What the hell kind of friend did that make her? Without fully realizing it Evelyn began to cry, tears of frustration, confusion and maybe a little bit of understanding rolled down her cheeks as she stared out over the horizon. As much as she wanted to believe it she just couldn't seem to convince herself that she was still the woman she'd always thought herself to be. She hadn't been tricked or fooled or even seduced into being with Jerusalem. She had in fact made the first move, albeit her intentions weren't completely motivated by the sexual attraction.

Still the attraction had been one thing but as usual one thing had lead to another and then she'd found herself submitting to something brand new without hesitation. Plus on top of everything else there was the fact that Evelyn had always thought she was open minded when it came to people and sexuality, hell wasn't her very best friend in the whole wide world gay? Hadn't she marched with him in the pride parades as a show of support? Wasn't she the one always spouting off about inalienable human rights and basic civil rights for all people, not to mention the freedom to live without labels?

So why was she tripping now that she'd slept with a woman? And why did everything in her want to rebel when one of those labels might be applied to her? Forget being in her backyard the issues were in her damn house and now she wasn't so sure she could handle them. If sleeping with women was fine by her then why did she feel guilty and ashamed?

She was afraid to even think the word lesbian so would she ever be able to own it if it came to that? She hadn't thought too much about the result of meaning of her actions but now it was almost time to go home, and get back to her normal life, and she found herself with so many questions to answer, and so many answers to question.

Jerusalem had retired to her rooms after breakfast and once again she had sought sleep, after a half hour of tossing and turning not to mention a fair amount of cussing she gave up on her date with the sandman and got up, her first inclination was to find Evelyn and somehow purge the woman from her system but she knew without trying that she wasn't going to be able to do so.

That morning she had fully intended to talk to the other woman and break it off , that's what she'd always done when she wanted to end a relationship, without regret or remorse or even a second thought but when she'd walked out onto the patio that morning and seen Evelyn sitting there something had stopped her. Something about the was the older woman looked in the sunlight with the breeze slight breeze ruffling her hair had mad Jerusalem take pause, it wasn't a quickening of her heart or anything that romantic, it was lust plain and simple. The only thought left in the girl's head had been sweeping the array of food from the table and replacing it with Evelyn. She could almost hear the woman's moans and feel the heat of that sun kissed skin beneath her fingertips.

Right then it had been so very easy to convince herself that the only thing between them was some hella good sex. Now Jerusalem was just a little uncertain and the little bit of doubt unsettled her. maybe she was just overreacting after all this influx of emotions could have been a side effect of learning the woman's heritage still Jerusalem thought it might be better to simply avoid the other woman for a spell. So instead she changed into a set of workout clothes before heading to the indoor workout center. There were definitely a lot of perks in knowing the uber rich.

Jerusalem stepped off of the treadmill with her mind more at ease than it had been in many hours, she finally felt as if she could relax , there was a certain satisfaction that enveloped the body when it was physically spent, from a workout. She might have gone to her room and taken a quick nap if she hadn't begun to feel so hungry , instead of resting she took a quick shower and slipped into a brief tunic, before heading to the kitchen.

Evelyn looked up as Jerusalem entered the room, she couldn't stop her eyes from taking the girl in from head to toe. She wore nothing more than a deep brown cotton tunic that barely brushed her thighs, the garment was simple and plain but Evelyn found it sexier than anything she could presently think of. She wanted to look away and deny the way her body responded to the girl's mere presence but somehow she just couldn't.

She'd been consciously avoiding Jerusalem all day by staying in her room, but the other woman's absence during the meal had seemed unfair somehow, Evelyn knew that once again such thinking was irrational she had considered not showing up herself but couldn't bring herself to be that impolite. Thau had called her and advised that lunch was ready and that he would be picking her up due to the high winds.

She could think of no logical reason to refuse nor could she deny the fact that she was indeed hungry. So she had ended up dining alone for the most part although there was enough food to feed four or five people. Despite her earlier isolation dining in solitude made her lonely so she was happier than she herself wanted to admit that Jerusalem had shown up, and beyond the happiness there was something more, although she couldn't quite define what.

"What are you doing in here?" Jerusalem asked breaking the silence of the room.

"Eating" Evelyn replied as a smile played along the corners of her full lips.

"I can see that." Jerusalem replied returning the hint of a smile and seating herself. "I meant what are you doing in the kitchen, why aren't you outside on the patio."

Evelyn raised an eyebrow in question

"Where have you been hiding all day? The wind is blowing like all hell broke loose out there." Jerusalem merely shrugged.

"I was in the gym I didn't realize the trade winds were blowing. Wait did you walk over here?" She demanded sounding for all the world like a mother about to scold a naughty child.

"Um no Thau picked me up."

"Good."

"What were you going to do if I did walk? Spank me?" The words left Evelyn's lips before she'd fully thought them out.

Jerusalem would have laughed if the words didn't call such an enticing image to mind, but before she could speak on the image another thought interrupted.

"What about Donnie? Did he get back from that private beach?" Jerusalem voiced the questions that had just crossed her mind.

"I know he was giggling about some nude beach but I don't know if it was private, and no he's not back yet. I tried to call him a while ago but he didn't answer on his cell."

"The nude beaches here are private, since the public beaches are topless or at least tops are an option the "nude beaches" are generally privately owned by resorts or homeowners. Some of the locals prefer complete nudity so they sort of crash the beaches without much trouble involved, the only thing is most of the nude beaches are hard to access on foot without having to walk miles and miles, so mostly they go on the little motor scooters and make a day trip out of it."

Jerusalem trailed off realizing she'd been trying tho distract the other woman's worry with her own rambling, but it hadn't even worked a little. She hadn't meant to worry Evelyn but she had.

"I'm sure he's fine they probably left before the winds even started and went to hang out somewhere else."

Evelyn shrugged and attempted a smile. Jerusalem was probably right she just couldn't help but worry about Donnie it wasn't like him not to answer his phone and she didn't like the idea of him out there on some little scooter with the wind howling across the island. She didn't imagine that he was fool enough to actually ride in this weather but still she couldn't help her concern.

Jerusalem didn't say so but she was worried too, she wanted to call Donnie right away but if he didn't answer she knew Evie might not be able to take it so instead finished eating praying that whatever he was doing he'd be able to pick up the phone when she did call.

The two women went to Jerusalem's room to get her phone since Evelyn had forgotten hers in the guest house, she didn't particularly want to be in Jerusalem's room but her concern to find Donnie trumped all other emotions and besides it wasn't likely that they were going to fuck with Donnie MIA

Donnie woke slowly, stretching his languid limbs he felt as though he'd been drugged but he knew his euphoria came from something a little more basic. It had been a long time since he'd felt this satisfied, longer than he cared to admit in fact. He just hadn't found anybody he clicked with , or where the attraction was really there, moreover he hadn't been able to find anyone who wanted more than casual sex, and the older he got the more he needed and wanted a companion and not just a playmate, but here none of that mattered the same way it did back home.

For now he was content with casual sex because he knew it wouldn't go beyond that, there was no chance for involvement or the pain that came along with it, or rather the pain that came along with the lack of a relationship where he'd been expecting one to bloom.

Memories flooded his mind like rain and like rain they slipped through his grasp before he could hold them. It had been nearly 7 years since he'd lost Paul and he was just now beginning to understand that pain , even in his loss he had longed for somebody to comfort him and hold him like only a lover could, but his grief had proven to be too much and for years he'd tried to build his dreams on weak foundations, without ever really dealing with the dream that had died.

He'd tried to replace Paul when he knew he never could and as a result he'd kept reliving the pain instead of living through it. It had Taken him three years to understand that and another two to find peace in the midst of his anguish , he still longed for a partner but he'd gotten beyond the point where he would frantically search them out with a fervent need. And now he'd turned another corner, without much thought or provocation, he'd been able to submit to pleasure with no expectation beyond having a good time.

He wasn't about to fall into a promiscuous lifestyle or any such thing but it felt good to know that the desperation that had driven so many of his romantic actions was gone, or at least lying dormant for a while.

Paul had been that soul mate, best friend, lover, and helpmeet that Donnie had always heard and read about. At 27 he hadn't thought he'd ever find that love then all of a sudden he'd met Paul at a book signing/ poetry reading and all of a sudden his life had begun. Paul had been a social worker who always brought his work home, he was sensitive and kind and compassionate, not cut out for working with abused women and children when you weren't supposed to get personally involved.

He was still good at his job even though it hurt him in so many ways. Donnie was forever telling him about being objective but he never did convince him. Paul was stubborn right up to the day he died.maybe if he'd been less stubborn he would have still been here today.Donnie turned his thoughts away from that subject and line of thinking not willing to go there again. He'd lived through to many seasons of regret to keep on going back to that place.

Teki propped himself up on his and stared at the man in his bed, he seemed to be in his own world, they hadn't even made it to the beach which was a surprise to him. He'd tried every trick he knew to get the dark good looking man to join him after they'd met at the club but Donnie had bolted like a skittish colt, even after they'd kissed and touched all night. Teki knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the American had been aroused so he couldn't understand the mixed signals or his ultimate failure to entice the man.

He'd planned to try again today, his seductions rarely failed and he didn't take defeat very well at all. His lean dark body and gentle, full features paired with his thick curling hair and perfect smile had always gotten him nearly everything he wanted from both a men or a women, so Donnie's refusal had intrigued him. When he'd picked the man up at the gates of the lavish estates he'd smiled to himself and decided to redouble his efforts and do anything it took, the American had claimed to be on business and Teki had doubted him but he knew of Garner, hell most of the Island knew about the man and his wealth and if Donnie had business with such a man did that not mean he was successful as well?

Teki was used to being kept by rich Americans and Europeans who vacationed on the Island but times had been hard of late and he needed a new keeper perhaps this tall dark business man was the answer to his prayers. He hoped so he dreaded the gardener's work he had to do in between affairs.

They'd ridden off on his Vespa with Donnie gripping his waist and pressing his muscled chest against Teki's back. They'd stopped at a caf so Teki could pick up food for what was to be their lunch, he'd planned on having a romantic little picnic on the beach with the sound of the sea splashing in the background and the sun shining on their naked skin, a little perhaps a little wine sipped from the bottle as there were no glasses to be had, then light kissing, a few secret caresses.then back to his place or maybe they'd find a secluded alcove on the beach.

He'd been happy with his plan and suspected it would work, it had never failed him before. But once he'd gotten the food and packed it away in his bag Donnie had seemed more interested in finding out where Teki lived than visiting any beach, and just like that they'd ended up back at his place.

Donnie had been just as surprised as his new friend when he'd simply invited himself over, it had been a spontaneous thing, more of a passing thought spoken aloud than anything else. He'd figured they would have the whole day to visit the beach but he was charmed by the younger man and wanted a chance to spend some time alone with him, not to mention the fact that while the idea of the beach was fabulous the actual humidity and heat didn't appeal much to the city boy in Donnie. It was one thing to imagine being there it was another to actually bear the heat and crowds that went along with beaches of any kind.

Teki's house was quaint to say the least, it had belonged to his father and his grandfather before that, it was a strong structure built to withstand the high winds of the island, but it wasn't at all grand, the land was in worth more than the house that stood on it, especially since the island had grown into such a tourist hot spot. The house had only two bedrooms and a small living room and an even smaller kitchen. The indoor plumbing had been added later so the bathroom was a sort of addition to the house tacked onto the back in a somewhat haphazard fashion. The floors were all wood and easily swept free of dust and sand and there were many windows to keep the house cool.

The interior was spotlessly clean and sparsely furnished but the furniture that was there seemed to be a bit to luxurious for the surroundings, all in all it was what designers were paid to achieve, a sort of expensive bohemian effect gave the place a sense of charm that was just short of passé.

Donnie would have loved to know if Teki had put this all together himself or if the effect were somehow contrived, but he didn't ask instead he just took in his surroundings and tried to relax, now that he was here he was feeling a bit nervous it had been a while since he'd been on a date of any kind and he wasn't sure what to say or do.

He tossed out the idea of talking business with the twenty something god like island boy, because he could just about picture himself boring the poor man to tears, with his talk of armoires and chifforobes, he wondered if they could talk about music but that might be something that would end up being moot, he wasn't that much of a yellow American as to imagine that his limited knowledge of music would mean anything to the man, and he simply didn't know any of the local music or musicians so any conversation on the subject would be short lived at best. He was still mulling through his own mind and was wrapped up in his inner monologue that he literally didn't notice Teki until the man's face hovered only inches away from his own. Dark brown eyes stood against lighter brown skin, his face was a smooth compilation of angles and curves, strong sharp cheekbones were softened by full soft lips, hovering above a square chin with just a hint of a dimple in it's center, as if God himself had tapped a single imperfection into the boy before sending him from heaven.

Donnie felt his breath catch as those smooth full lips touched his own, the kiss was gentle at first, and Teki's lips felt incredibly soft and full against his mouth. The kiss deepened as they embraced caressing one another. When the boy pulled away Donnie was just a little bit dizzy, his arousal had been instant and now seemed to overpower him with it's insistent need.

They made their way to the master bedroom, which was almost completely overtaken by a huge lush oak framed water bed. The bed was the only thing in the bedroom and they fell onto it legs intertwined, Teki didn't waste any time going after what he wanted, his actions weren't desperate just aggressive as hi slipped Donnie's shirt from his body, caressing the darker man's smooth well muscled chest. He bit the man's nipples a little harder than Donnie was used to but the combination of pain and arousal was thrilling. The moved down the man's body quickly, kissing his flat lightly rippled abdomen and running his tongue along the hair that began just below his belly button and trailed lower disappearing into the shorts that he wore.

The shorts followed the shirt into a heap, leaving nothing between Donnie and nature. Teki paused only to remove his own clothes then moved down Donnie's body again, Donnie could only moan when he felt the boy's lips press lightly against the head of his dick, he could feel his own moisture sliding over the boy's lips just a moment before Teki opened his mouth and licked the very tip of the head. Donnie found his fingers winding in the boy's curly hair pushing him gently as the boy went down on him. He wanted to make this go on forever but as Teki's head moved up and down taking Donnie into his warm wet mouth, and letting his tongue circle the ridge of the head while gently probing the slit, the man knew he might not last.

Teki had other plans, he enjoyed teasing Donnie and bringing the man almost to satisfaction then pulling back, slowing the motion of his head and easing the tight suction of his mouth. He liked having that power over men, the kind of power that could make them whimper like babies and beg him to give them release. This time was no different, the sense of power aroused him more than anything else and when he himself could no longer take it he began to deep throat the man letting the head of Donnie's dick hit the back of his throat with each downward thrust of his own head.

Donnie would have sworn that he saw star when he finally found, his release he was a little embarrassed to have been so vocal but he quickly got over that. He wanted to return the favor his new friend had just granted him but Teki pushed his head away when he tried. Once again the boy had other ideas and Donnie was perfectly content to let him run the show.

Donnie lay on his stomach as Teki spread his ass cheeks, the boy had disappeared for a moment and reappeared with a tube of KY jelly. He didn't hesitate getting Donnie lubed up and in position, the man was almost as excited as the boy. It had been so long since he'd been penetrated, he almost forgot the feeling. He remembered instantly went the head of the boy's cock spread him, Teki wasn't overly large but he was thick and it was his girth that spread the man and made him feel so deliciously full.

Teki was more aggressive than he'd been at first driving himself into the man's ass with a hard fast rhythm that seemed to match the raging wind that could now be heard echoing through the house. Donnie was moaning right along with him, pushing back to meet each animalistic thrust. He'd grown hard again and the feel of his dick pressed against the silky bed covers moving with the motion of their bodies only intensified his feelings. He tightened his ass around then boy's shaft feeling waves of pleasure course through him. He loved being fucked and wanted his partner to feel just as much pleasure as he was.

Teki pushed harder and faster losing himself in the feeling, finally collapsing when he'd spent himself inside the man. Donnie felt himself lose it as the boy's dick jumped and jerked inside of him, he moaned right along with Teki as they both climaxed.

After laying there for sometime, resting front to back with the man Teki disengaged himself, and walked off to the kitchen. He'd stored the food in the refrigerator when they'd first arrived and he thought now would be as good a time as any for lunch. He came back the room bearing glasses, a bottle of wine, and sandwiches. Donnie smiled as he sat up, they ate, fucked, drank wine and finally they talked.

It was many hours before Donnie realized how late it might be when he retrieved his cell phone from his bag that had been abandoned in the front he saw that it was 3:30pm and he'd missed 24 calls. He didn't bother with the voice mails he just dialed Jerusalem's number praying that nothing had happened to Evie.

When the phone rang both women moved to answer it. It had been hours with no word from Donnie, despite the number of times they called. Evelyn grabbed the phone before Jerusalem could and almost collapsed with relief when she heard her friends voice on the other end. He'd been holed up in some bohemian love nest all day and was perfectly fine. She wanted to kill him.

"Donnie, I was worried sick, I had no idea where you were or if you were safe."

She was about to ball him out when he pointedly reminded her that she had done the same thing to him only days ago.

"Fine, you're right, I'm just glad you're okay. Anyway with all the heavy winds and stuff we won't be leaving tonight so don't even worry about rushing back now. Just call for a car when you're ready, unless you're friend owns one."

They said their goodbyes and Donnie hung up. Evelyn shook her head in disbelief. Then smiled, at least he was finally getting some action. Jerusalem looked at her expectantly and laughed out loud when Evelyn filled her in.

"Well you know how it can be when the sex is slammin."

"Yeah I know." Evelyn replied without even thinking

"Do you"

Jerusalem asked as she stood and closed the space between them, while looking Evelyn right in the eye.

Evelyn didn't say anything, she just stood there while Jerusalem closed in on her. She wanted to run, or at least she wanted to want to run but she didn't move. Jerusalem was within a breath of Evelyn's lips when she spoke again.

"Do you?"

She kissed the woman gently biting her bottom lip before moving away just a bit.

"Do you?" She asked again before kissing the woman again, harder this time.

"Yes." Evelyn's answer was barely more than a whisper breathed over the girl's lips.

Mouths opened and tongues touched while hands roamed. Evelyn forgot her earlier inhibitions as she ran her hands up the back of Jerusalem's thighs before cupping the woman's ass and pulling her closer. They made their way to the bed undressing each other quickly wanting to be skin to skin. This time there was no teasing or newborn familiarity between them just need. Jerusalem straddled the smaller woman biting and sucking her nipples while she slipped her fingers between Evelyn's thighs and rubbed her clit.

Evelyn moaned and arched her back liking the feel of being taken, Jerusalem felt the woman's wetness as she stroked downward massaging the lips of her pussy, before penetrating her first with one finger then two and finally a third while she continued to massage her clit, and suck her nipples.

Evelyn felt her muscles spasm as waves her pleasure shot through her body she was moaning and moving her hips to match the rhythm of Jerusalem's hand. Even when she felt the woman climax Jerusalem kept the motion of her hand fast and steady she needed to be in control of this, needed to prove that all she felt was lust and nothing more. She liked the feel of the woman moving and moaning and sweating beneath her and the sense of power she felt with Evelyn literally under her control.

Evie didn't know how much more she could take her body was trembling when Jerusalem pulled her hand away but instead of easing up Jerusalem moved down her body and rested her head between the woman's thighs. Her pussy was open and wet and hot, and her clit peeked out, swollen and throbbing. Evelyn nearly screamed when she felt Jerusalem's lips on her clit sucking gently, she grabbed the girl's hair not sure if she wanted to pull her away or hold her there. She felt so good it almost hurt and the girl seemed insatiable moving from her clit to tongue fuck her then back to her clit again. This time Evelyn did scream over and over again. Still Jerusalem wasn't done. The girl moved her head from between the woman's thighs and spoke,

"Turn over, and get on your knees." It was more a demand than a request.

"J, I can't take anymore.please."

"Oh I think you can. Now turn over and get on your knees, like a good girl, don't make me ask you again"

This time her voice carried the hint of a threat. although Evelyn wasn't quite sure what that threat was she turned over and positioned herself like she was about to take it doggy style. She wasn't sure what made her do it, but she did she was both excited and nervous excited as Jerusalem circled the bed and opened the side table drawer. She watched as the woman pulled out a long thick purple vibrator.

Jerusalem held the toy and smiled at the woman on the bed. She hadn't known she'd be having quite so much sex on the Island so she'd bought "Purple Rain" along for a little one on one fun but this was proving to be far more interesting. She positioned herself next to the woman on the bed, raising her hand she slapped Evelyn's ass hard enough to make her own hand sting. Evelyn made a sound that was a mix of a moan and a whimper, Jerusalem slapped her again as the ran the tip of the vibrator up the back of the woman's thigh. This time Evelyn definitely moaned.

"Good" Jerusalem said. "Very good,"

then she nuzzled the head of the vibrator against the opening of Evelyn's pussy, and turned it to it's lowest setting.

Evelyn felt the sensation all over her body like a thousand electric fingers tingling over the surface of her skin.

"You want it?" Jerusalem asked her voice barely louder then the low buzz of the toy she held.

"Yes." I'm going to make you beg." She paused "Will you beg me Evie?" She pushed the toy a little deeper and held it there.

Evelyn didn't want to beg but the buzz of the toy just barely inside of her was sending waves of pleasure through the pit of her stomach but she wanted more than this pleasant sensation, it was level and she wanted dips and rolls.

"Yes.I." she paused not sure what Jerusalem wanted her to say

"Don't you want it Evie?" Jerusalem taunted her free hand resting on the small of the woman's back preventing movement, as she increased the speed but held the vibrator in place refusing to go deeper.

"Tell me" She said pulling the toy back slightly when Evelyn didn't respond.

"Fuck me." Evelyn said through gritted teeth. Jerusalem eased the vibrator deeper.

"Fuck me."

Evelyn said again, this time Jerusalem moved the toy in and out for a few strokes holding it inside of her on the last stroke. Repositioning herself Jerusalem bent her head and ran her tongue along the crack of the woman's ass. Evelyn moaned as Jerusalem's tongue circled her ass hole, and the girl turned the vibrator up to it's highest volume.

"Oh god." Evelyn moaned. "Fuck me J please, fuck me."

This time she was truly begging not just saying the words Jerusalem wanted to hear. Jerusalem pressed her tongue against the woman's asshole penetrating the tight muscle. As she did just what the woman was begging her to do. Evelyn didn't know if she could stay conscious she had never felt so damn good. She was rubbing her own clit while Jerusalem fucked her pussy and tongued her ass. She had never had anybody touch her that way never even thought of it but now.just oh god. Her body trembled as sweat beaded on her skin and she arched her back driving her ass into the girls face and slamming her pussy against the vibrator. When she climaxed her legs collapsed and even as she lay on her stomach Jerusalem took her.

By the time Jerusalem had finally satisfied her need to completely dominate Evelyn's body the woman had damn near passed out but Jerusalem had something else in mind. She pulled the vibrator out of the woman's pussy with a wet pop and turned her over. Evelyn's eyes were glazed and she looked as well fucked as she felt.

Jerusalem didn't say a word as she straddled the woman's face and rubbed her wet pussy against her lips. Jerusalem ground herself against the woman's lips, riding her face and moaning at the mere touch.

Evelyn was a little surprised but caught on quick enough and opened her mouth to lick, suck and fuck the girl's wet aroused sex. She liked the taste feel and smell of Jerusalem's pussy being right in her face. Jerusalem was moaning non-stop now as Evelyn gripped her thighs and ate her pussy like it was the last meal the woman would ever have. Evelyn got wet sloppy and noisy and drove Jerusalem over the edge over and over again.

The girl was still trembling when Evelyn grabbed the vibrator that was resting on the bedcovers. She pressed it into Jerusalem's wet pussy and turned it to it's highest setting. She didn't tease or taunt the girl in the same manner that she'd been teased and taunted. Instead she fucked her hard and fast not letting up even a little. She wanted the girl to scream and tremble and know that she was the one who had made it so.

She lowered her head fastening her lips to Jerusalem's swollen clit sucking while she flicked her tongue over the sensitive pearl of flesh. The roles had been reversed without intent but once again Evelyn was aware of the fact that she loved this sense of power. she moved her head back only for a moment to watch the girl.

Jerusalem's eyes were closed her whole body tense with pleasure. She was panting and moaning and finally screaming with the pleasure of it all when Evelyn lowered her head and again licked and kissed the girl's most sensitive parts. When they were both spent they lay next to each other, together but each lost in their own thoughts.

Now that the sex was over why did Jerusalem still want to hold and touch the woman? Why did she want to know about her life and her childhood and all that other shit that people in casual fuck buddy relationships didn't give a good God damn about? She had hoped to push this woman from her mind, and tie up the loose ends of her own emotions but each encounter only served to weave Evelyn more intricately into her life and her thoughts.

Evelyn's mind was reeling in the aftermath, what the fuck? Why was it that the woman beside her had given her the best orgasms she'd ever had? What was it about this girl that broke down her resistance and made her forget who she was? Both her mind and her body pushed the woman away, she didn't want to leave and that fact had her pushing the girl away and denying the truths that were already tiptoeing on the edge of her thoughts.

She couldn't leave the house with the winds and rains raging outside. She knew logically that the weather was just the result of a tropical storm but as she dressed and moved through the rooms of the vast house she couldn't help but feel as if the heavens were crying, and she couldn't stop her own tears from washing over the curved landscape of her cheeks, and splashing soundlessly to the ground.