Her hand just rested there, still and warm. My hand was shaking as I touched her. Xnxx porn And as I finally drifted off to sleep, I realized I wasn’t just thinking about her body anymore. My brain fumbled for the right word. In a flash, she was at the tent flap, opening it just enough to slip out. We stood in the middle of the room for a moment, both of us suddenly shy and uncertain, the confidence of the dark tent having evaporated in the light of day. I pulled back, my face burning with a shame so hot I thought I might actually be on fire. I moved my hand over her, my touch now practiced and sure. She gave a tiny wave, just a little wiggle of her fingers, before ducking her head to focus intently on her shoelaces, her cheeks glowing pink. “Are you okay?” I asked. I touched the fuzzy fabric of her pajamas. Leah must have felt the change in me, as if she knew what was about to happen. The kiss we shared was a continuation of the last one, a rediscovery of a language we were still inventing.
