Becca giggles at the tied up woman making a joke while being so lewdly and helplessly displayed. Touching her own neck as she crossed her arms in front of her, the blonde Canadian is amazed at the overt sexuality surrounding her. Not wanting to be left out or looked down on, she steps close to Ali and takes her hand and squeezes. "She does look so delicious, doesn't she?" Becca asks before taking a finger and scooping a small bit of caramel syrup off Larissa's side, teasing the Columbian's skin with the feather touch. Becca touches the syrup to Ali's lips, gently rubbing around them as she looks in Ali's eyes. Then licking her own, Becca leans in and kisses Ali. Moaning at the taste on her lips as her tongue plays softly and hand cups her head. The kiss lengthens in duration and intensity as Becca fully presses herself against Ali, loving the feeling of warmth between their bodies. Becca is finding herself hungry and wanting as she lets go some of her reservations.