...ding it even more surprising when, in contrast to her actions moments ago; the brunette now closed her arms around her, halting her retreat.
"No, no! I'm fine! See!" the tanned cheerleader pulled Kim into a kiss.
The redhead wasn't convinced and neither was the brunette; the kiss lacked its usual intensity. It wasn't until Bonnie slipped her tongue in; that things started to gain momentum.
Shrugging off her previous sense of doubt, Kim's hands started to wander around the brunette's upper body in a familiar fashion, never lingering in one place for more than a moment.
After a brief tour around the voluptuous curves, one of her hands eventually found itself infiltrating the tanned girl's top; the redhead was surprised to find the brunette wasn't wearing a bra.
Kim broke the kiss to smirk at her rival, "No bra Bonnie?"
The brunette blushed, "Whatever, It just gets in the way when we..."
The redhead smiled; there was no doubt now, jumping her in the change room wasn't something decided on impulse. Bonnie had planned this.
Whether or not the girl had thought it through was another matter entirely.
Moving in once more, Kim focused on her rival's neck region; her hands taking full advantage of the brunette's liberated chest, massaging the delicate mounds in rough fashion, before tracing their way down the girl's slender for...