“Cute.” Sam breathe against Kisala’s ear as she kept on groping her in the bar booth. She had no care if anyone saw them, which they did, nor that they were getting a few curious looks from other people. This was Kisala and Sam-time so no one else mattered. The second the girl on her lap bare her neck for her Sam went to kiss it harder, sucking on it and leaving a hickey masked with dark lipstick marks. While her right arm was focused on fingering Kisala properly, now that she got their panties pushed aside underneath their skirt, her other hand squeeze and felt up their ass gently.
“Sorry, I just missed you.” Sam reply back to the accusation that she was more forward than usual, but she didn’t deny it. “Huh, wai-” Not that she lost to Kisala on that. The way they just grab Sam’s face to make her look up just to have them lean in for a kiss count as forward as well. God, they were cute. She was drowning in kisses until Sam forced herself to turn her head to the side to prevent any more taking place.
Reaching out she took a drink and down it in one go, even if it took a while to pour it down her throat, before placing the empty glass back down. Sam hadn’t stop fingering Kisala, but now she return her other hand back to their ass after curiously sucking on one of her own fingers before that… And she slid her other hand underneath their skirt too. “Take a deep breath and try not to squirm.” That was the only warning Sam gave before Kisala could feel her finger probe their hole and then sink into their ass. “Fast or slow?” Sam huff the question as she start to finger Kisala’s both holes gently, but would adjust the speed to how the girl on her lap wanted to get it.
Kisala smiled and waited patiently for Sam to down the drink, trying her best not to let it show that she was currently being fingered by the girl, though the far-off gaze and quivering lips made her have a bad poker face. Kisala leaned forward once Sam finished, getting in one more kiss before Sam started licking and sucking her fingers, which confused her for a moment, though her thoughts currently focused on the activity between her legs prevented her from accurately guessing what Sam planned to do next.
Kisala’s entire body language change when she felt Sam’s wet fingers pressing against her ass and slip inside, practically jumping out of Sam’s lap with how much she flinched. “S-Sammy…” She whimpered, wincing with discomfort. “Please take that out.” She requested, understanding and appreciating Sam’s attempt to pleasure her more, but being a very limited fan of anal. She even reached a hand back to place on Sam’s wrist and gently pull it away. “Not really a fan of that. With one exception, if you want to come over tonight.” She offered, much calmer now and planting another kiss on Sam’s lips to attempt to appease her. “If you have a thing for anal, the best I can do is put in one of my butt plugs for you.”