”Now they were pressed against each other, spooning. Olivia could feel Claire’s nipples pressing against her back. She was breathing heavily, her ...own nipples painfully hard against the bra, juice flowing freely between her legs. Claire kissed her on the shoulder and she moaned; a few seconds later Claire had rolled her onto her back and Olivia felt Claire’s lips on hers, Claire’s tongue pushing into her mouth.As Claire licked down Olivia’s neck and began to suck her nipples through the bra,. Both Hatshepsut and Mikha’El froze. “What’s going on here?” Palace guards armed with spears and cowhide shields marched into the bedchamber. Their leader, set apart by his blue helmet, shot daggers at Mikha’El with his eyes. “And what in Amun’s name are you doing to Pharaoh, slave?” “Serving her as always.” Mikha’El’s flesh, once blazing hot, chilled like night out in the desert. “Service? This is blasphemy! Get out of her or I’ll drive this through your head early!” The head guard brandished. She put her foot down on the couch, bent over to place her hands on the floor, and placed her other leg on the couch. Her ass looked so good, I had to give it a light smack. He reached over and lifted my shirt; exposing my breasts (of course, I hadn't worn a bra). As he leaned down to take my nipple in his mouth, she has slide herself over my lap and flipped over to put herself between my legs. She started at my knee and slide her tongue up to the crease near my pussy. I loved feeling the heat. I hadn’t even realized I was aroused. I quickly turned to the side, washed myself off and got out of the shower as soon as possible. I rushed to work and tried to put the memory out of my mind. For 5 years, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in California looking for work. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that memory to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another.