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"That depends on how loud you moan," Verity whispered.

"Verity!" she whispered urgently, grabbing both of the tall girl's hands. "We can't! This is a church!"

"No, this is the cloister," Verity said, and pressed her lips to the redhead's.

Despite her obvious discomfort, Julia's lips parted almost like magic, and Verity ended further conversation by sliding her tongue into the warm cavern. She was starting to feel frustrated in her attempts to get the smaller woman's top off her shoulders, so she pushed a bronzed thigh between Julia's pale ones and pressed it against her mound. A surprised gasp escaped into Verity's mouth, and Julia's hands shot down to her thigh to try and push it away.

Quick as a cat, Verity jerked Julia's suit top down, not only baring her succulent breasts, but also trapping her arms at her sides. She caught one of the heavy orbs and pushed it upwards, then released Julia's mouth and enveloped the stiffening pink nipple with her lips. A soft moan reverberated around the cloister, and Verity quickly attacked the nipple with her tongue. The muffled sounds of mass filtered through the ancient stone walls, but Verity was oblivious to them. The only sounds she now cared for were Julia's labored breathing and the soft, sexy moans that occasionally escaped her lips.

Verity stopped pressing with her thigh, but soon she became aware of Julia's hips gentle undulation, bumping her mound against it. The nipple in her mouth was now a hard pebble, coated with her saliva, gliding under her tongue with each swipe. Her free hand was kneading Julia's other tit, and that nipple too was stiff and straining.

Julia pushed her knee up higher, until she felt the cold hardness of the granite. She felt Julia's body shift downward slightly, and thrilled to the firmer contact of the redhead's pussy against her thigh. She switched nipples, causing Julia to groan softly. This nipple quickly became wet and, under the expert stimulation from her tongue, another soft moan was torn from the redhead's throat. Her hands were still held by her suit, but she managed to reach out and grasp the tall girl's waist. Slowly at first, but with gathering force, her hips began to jog, until she was steadily humping Verity's thigh.

Verity let it go on for a while, allowing the small woman to stoke her own arousal, but she pulled her leg back when the jerking motions became frenetic and uneven. Julia groaned in frustration and tried to pull her back, but Verity held herself away from the now obviously aroused woman. Releasing her breast, Verity reached down, thrust the skirt out of the way, and pulled the already wet crotch of her suit aside. Verity stroked her wet lips for just a moment, and then jammed two fingers into her tight wet channel.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed. The words echoed loud through the cloisters. Far too loud to let her keep doing that, Verity decided.

The tall girl leaned in, and gently began to French-kiss her lovely companion, while simultaneously and forcefully finger-fucking her. Her channel was hot and tight, but she was so wet that Verity's fingers sawed in and out easily. Now, all of her coos and sighs were muffled by the tall brunette's mouth, and once she was sure no loud sounds would escape, Verity really began to pound her fingers in, giving them a twist on each thrust that ground the heel of her palm against Julia's clitoral hood. She cupped a bouncing breast and roughly kneaded it, pinching the nipple as she did so.

Julia was humping her hand, clinging tightly to her waist, and Verity again wished she had her harness with her. She had barely had time to make the wish when Julia came, groaning into Verity's mouth, her hips gone wild. Verity felt Julia's interior muscles clamp down on her fingers, and the delicious spasms that rocked her small lover.

Mass was almost over when Verity pulled her slick fingers from Julia's steamy pussy and licked t