Tara's chest rose and fell quickly, her eyes shut tight as her hand was firmly placed between her legs. The scene she'd just watched between Rosita and Abraham had caused her own arousal to rocketed, all because of her crush on the tanned beauty. Seeing her with Abraham though, made her more than jealous, but she couldn't force away the feelings she felt when she saw the other woman laying out naked, forcing back moans and soon after, a muffled cry of her orgasm. Tara hadn't said it out loud, but she was more than needing of this time alone, she had done since she'd left home, but now with a cause, and a feeling that was far from being ignored, she took her time with it.
Bitten lips parted as she found the pace and position she needed to reach her own release, fumbling fingers trying to rub at her bundle of nerves while still trying to dip into her entrance, and with the blood pumping round her body at a rapid speed, she hadn't even realised the name she kept muttering out.
"Rosita.. yes.."
With her fingers delving inside of her, deeper to find that rough little spot that caused her hips to buck gently, she allowed her thumb to work her bud as best as she could, with her hand stuck in the confines of her boxers and pants. Hips jerking more, she had soon found the best way to hit that precious spot over and over again, and with becoming breathless, Tara was slowly falling into state of ecstacy, she could feel her body slowly begin to tense up, getting ready for what she had witnessed Rosita feel.
The twenty one year old was so lost in the thought of Rosita being with her, that she hadn't even noticed anyone come into her own little space, let alone say anything to her, but with a second time, Tara's once hot body shot cold at the sound of a familiar voice, and her eyes snapped open, landing instantly on a face darkened by the lack of light. Rosita.
"I- Shit, Rosita, it's not what it looks like." Tara swallowed thickly, and for a moment, she looked down at the stilled hand in her underwear, the once freed release built back up in her lower stomach.
"So, you weren't getting yourself off, over the thought of you being where Abraham was?" Rosita slowly lowered herself down beside the panicked girl, a soft smirk on her lips. "I saw you watching, I saw the look in your eye." The twenty four year olds hand found its way to Tara's thigh, fingers curling round to stroke over her inner thigh. "Did you like seeing me like that? Legs spread... moaning out..."As she spoke, Rosita's fingers came up to cup above the others boxers.
Tara couldn't really believe what Rosita was saying, though she couldn't believe anything with the others hand on her thigh, her leg trembling slightly. "I- Fuck, I couldn't help it. You just looked- I mean, it was so.. you were so hot, I just needed something more than looking down your shirt at dinner to get me through the night." Slowly pulling her fingers out from inside of her, she let out a reluctant moan, the loss was something she didn't need or want right now.
"Just lay back, Tar, and let me take care of you, you more than deserve it."