Her hair was down, allowing her long loose ringlets to drape partially over her breasts. “Aw, does widdle Wisa have a sore bottom?” she cooed sarcastically, still mercilessly tickling her. Sex “Yup, I sure, did. They were both shrieking and laughing as they ended up in Kim’s room on the bed, Lisa on her back, Kim on top trying to flip her over against her protesting. She propped herself up on her elbows. From here she had a clear view of Kim’s cute butt, her long hair down her back, and Lisa’s body. Once Kim had her on her stomach, she ran her hands lightly up under Lisa’s shirt, caressing her back, easing the tension away. Nothing suspicious there. “Then I had to stay afterwards to talk to coach about it.”
“Dee called a little while ago,” her mom continued from the doorway of her room, apparently satisfied with the explanation. Now that Kim had gotten Lisa off, she had her right where she wanted her. Once Kim had her on her stomach, she ran her hands lightly up under Lisa’s shirt, caressing her back, easing the tension away. No longer wanting to merely spectate, she removed her tank and slipped out of her shorts. “Hey sweetness,” Kim said, “How’d your talk with coach go?” Kim had left with the rest of the
