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The campfire was cozy but Brenda was still a little chilly. They were cuddling on Sharon’s outside lounge chair, big enough for the two of them. Sharon had gone inside to gather the ingredients for their s'mores. Mainly the square marshmallows made specifically for s'mores that Brenda had requested. She walked outside with her arms full. Brenda got up on her knees to help hold some items while Sharon got herself situated.
“Always so eager to get on your knees for me, Brenda Leigh. I love it.” Sharon teased.
“Who knew Sharon Raydor was such a sweet talker.” Brenda said then leaned in for a kiss.
Sharon deepened it immediately. Suddenly all thoughts of s’mores thrown out the window and the only thing Sharon wanted in her mouth was Brenda.
The younger woman wrapped her arms around Sharon’s neck and pressed her chest fully against her. Sharon gripped Brenda’s hips and pulled her up so she the younger woman had her legs wrapped around her waist. Brenda loved being carried around like this- or ‘Sharon-handled’ as she lovingly referred to it. Sharon walked them in the house and laid Brenda flat on the kitchen island. Which to be honest, ever since she started dating Brenda, had been used more as a sex island than anything else. Brenda sat up on her elbows as she watched Sharon's head disappear between her thighs...