Becca shyly nodded after being kissed. She felt so good  at pleasing Xavier and his praise was intoxicating. Becca nods as his wishes are spoken. Standing and demurely moving to the rug, the athletic blonde girl kneels between Ali's spread legs. Smiling before biting her bottom lip nervously, Becca brushes some hair behind her left ear while reaching out and touching Ali's naked tummy with her right hand.<br/><br/>Becca felt intimidated by Ali without really knowing why. But where Larissa made Becca feel safe and as if she were a gentle guide, Becca felt fearful of disappointing Ali or not being able to compete. Looking at the British woman, Becca feels a shiver at the accent with which Ali speaks, finding it exciting and intimidating simultaneously.<br/><br/>Nodding at Ali as she rubs her tummy. Inspecting Ali's pussy, seeing it still relaxed with slight dribbles of mixed cum running down, Becca bends down pivoting on her knees. Relaxing herself so her face is in the other woman's crotch, leaning on knees and elbows, hands up at her own mouth, Becca tries to keep a pose she thinks Xavier would want.<br/><br/>Looking up with open eyes to Ali's face, Becca frames the pussy lips with her hands and begins to kiss them as she does with a mouth. Sucking in fluids with each deeper kiss, then spreading her tongue out and lapping the length of Ali's slit. Slow and sensual, swallowing sperm and semen and Ali's juices, Becca slowly increases her oral ministrations, following the lead of her lovers.