"Good thing that sex burns calories," Madison replied just before parting Heda's sex and sending her tongue straight to her lover's core. She loved this part of coupling. There was an intimacy to it, but also a sense of power. For a moment, she existed to pleasure her partner, and Heda existed to be pleasured. Soon, they would probably switch roles, but for now Madison had the power to provide pleasure.

She took breaks every now and then to spread a little more sweet topping on Heda's pussy before consuming everything in front of her.

She pushed two fingers in, curling them upward while her mouth feasted on clitoral goodness. Within a few minutes, Heda began bucking against Madison's face, letting out a few quick gasps to let Madison know that a climax was on its way. The bat-shifter was expecting it, drinking Heda in and licking her clean of cum, whipped, cream, and anything else she could find.

“Told you that you'd like the surprise," Heda chuckled, then moaned as her sensitive clit got one final tongue lash before Madison left it alone. For a while.

"Gimme the damn can."

Madison did, then scanned on as Heda coated her stomach and chest with the stuff, then quickly pulled Madison on top of her, receiving a surprised but delighted squeak in the process.

"I love that noise," Heda said as their slick bodies pressed against one another.

"You know, I'm sure this isn't exactly sanitary," Madison said. But the sensation of their two bodies rubbing against each other while so incredibly slick was . . . hot! Heda put some cream in one hand, then thrust that hand between their bodies and went after Madison's pussy with a vengeance. The bat-shifter began to groan, but Heda's mouth quickly overcame hers, once again trapping all of Madison's sounds of pleasure.

This was how things went for . . . well, neither of them were really keeping track of time at that point. Slick bodies ground against each other and hands pleasured their partner's sex. They rolled over time and again, not really caring who was on top but certainly enjoying making a mess of the bed. By the time Madison came, the whipped cream had gotten into pretty much everything, but neither girl was complaining. Actually, all Madison could do was let out Little squeaks of pleasure, each sound rippling through Heda's body and pooling around her heart.

Madison smiled.

"I think I'm full."

Heda laughed.

"I think we need to shower. Then sleep." She looked around at her sheets.

“And maybe we should go to your room."

Heda had a Sunday game, Billy was covering at the station, and Edgar was taking his parents back to the airport. So somehow, Madison found herself being driven to the hospital to meet with Mr. Hannity by Joanna. Joanna's driving skills were a bit lax. Madison actually had to turn of her echolocation because she was getting motion sickness for the first time in her life.

"Oh, you're just being a baby," Joanna said as she pulled into a visitor's parking spot.

The passenger fumbled with the door handles and manually ejected herself from the vehicle.

"That's what flying in a hurricane must feel like," she said as she steadied herself on wonderful, solid pavement.

"See if I ever give you a ride again?"

"Is that a promise?" Madison was still trembling a bit, but it was not about the driving anymore.

"Hey, I'll be right here if you need me."

"You really shouldn't stay here alone, especially not with a kidnapper on the loose. Go home. I'll catch a cab afterward."

"Hell no. You driving home with a cabbie isn't any safer than me just waiting. I'll sit inside next to a nice security guard."

"I'm not sure that your driving is any safer than a kidnapper.”