“Yes, you can,” Dana encouraged.
Samara’s strokes on her clit began moving a little faster, in time with what Dana was doing to her.
“Yes, that’s good,” Dana said, moving her lips to Samara’s neck. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” Samara replied. “And you just unzipped… your jeans and–”
“Pulled it out?”
“Yes.”
“Were you in a dress?”
“Yes,” Samara said.
“Where did your panties end up?”
“Which time?” Samara asked and gasped. “Fuck. I’m so close.”
“Me too,” Dana said.
She then shifted until her sex was over Samara’s thigh and rubbed against Samara’s hand while she came hard, keeping up her touches against Samara’s hard clit. When Samara came right after her, Dana pressed her body down into her, wanting to be as close to her as possible while she came back down.
“What time is your breakfast showing up again?” she asked, causing Samara to laugh.
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“Breakfast was delicious,” she said as she lifted her head up from between Samara’s legs.
Samara laughed as she caught her breath and said, “Bad joke.”
“I don’t think so. I think it was a great joke,” she replied as she climbed back on top of her.
“We have to get out of this bed,” Samara stated reluctantly, but wrapped her arms around Dana’s neck instead of getting up.
“Why? I don’t really want to.”
“Well, we have a love scene to shoot soon.”
“Oh, shit,” Dana said, lowering her mouth to Samara’s breast to take a nipple into her mouth. “I forgot.”
“You forgot we’re filming our first sex scene?”
“I was a little busy. I think you’d remember me giving you four orgasms.”
“It was five,” Samara said.
Dana looked up at her.
“Yeah, five,” Samara told her. “And while I would love a sixth, you’ve only had one by my count, and we need to get in the shower and get to set soon. So, I’d like to at least get you to two before we have to go.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Dana, I want to be inside you,” Samara said seriously.
Dana dropped the smirk and nodded.
“Um… Will you roll over?” Samara asked.
