Jamie trembled just a bit under Carl’s light touch. It was the first bit of relief she had gotten all afternoon after being stuck through the trials of watching naked woman prance around. Having tied Nadia up and getting to see her so exposed was not helping matters either. All the stimulation to her mind was finally starting to catch up to her body and she could feel the ache in her core come back with a vengeance.<i>Damnit Carl…you can’t just go around fondling breasts and then not do anything else to help!!</i>Mmm…if only she could trust Nadia to not bite her, perhaps she could muzzle that smart mouth and make the redhead useful by straddling her face later.<br/><br/>“Peaches…got it.” Jamie repeated the word to try to commit it to memory as she approached Nadia with her scissors. She began cutting the straps of Nadia’s bra as well as the front seam, then yanked at the now slack piece of fabric to pull it out from under her and toss I away. Next came the panties, which Carl had shredded to pieces but not entirely taken off. A couple more careful snips and a little tug, then those were gone too. Her caring feminine nature of course caused her to worry about Nadia’s bindings and so Jamie began to walk around the table. While Carl tormented her a little, she was busy checking Nadia’s bindings and feeling her hands and feet again to make sure she still had circulation. A light, reassuring squeeze to her hands were given before Jamie took her place beside Carl once more…just a little bit of touch to hopefully soothe the combative redhead.<br/><br/>“Hmm?” Jamie was only half listening to Carl as she too let her eyes so blatantly trace over every centimeter’s of Nadia’s very exposed sex. The urge to touch and lick was maddening and for a moment she wondered if Nadia had ever been with another girl before. Hmm…probably not…her gaydar was usually pretty spot on and Nadia was barely even registered as a blip on her screen.<br/><br/>Oh this was going to be fun. Jamie loved first times!<br/><br/>The blonde was snapped out of her thoughts as Carl spoke to her, a little louder this time and she turned to face him, finding an outstretched hand in her face. She studied Carl’s fingers with a critical eye. What was it with men and this fascination of women licking their fingers? Where exactly had those hands been? When was the last time he washed them? Well…they –were- coated in Nadia’s sweet arousal as a tempting treat… Fine…she’d play along she supposed. Jamie leaned forward, giving Carl’s fingers one slow, tentative lick. The taste was saltier than she expected, though that was probably due to the natural salt on Carl’s hands mixing with Nadia’s flavor. So she licked him again, and was such a good sport that she even took his two fingers into her mouth, suckling them clean and then releasing them with a soft, wet,<i>pop</i>.<br/><br/>“Mmm absolutely perfect…” Jamied agreed. “Now scoot.” Jamie gave Carl a light nudge and when he looked at her questioningly she rolled her eyes. “If you cum inside of her I’ll be bummed that I won’t get a proper taste.” Duh, silly boy. Semen is gross…it’s…swimming…and alive…and, ugh why?! While straight girls may like it, it made poor Jamie’s stomach churn. She flinched just the slightest bit as she recalled the salty taste and thick texture that she so abhorred.<br/><br/>There are far too many penises in her thoughts right now. This was terrible.<br/><br/>Weellll not entirely terrible. Bright green eyes drifted away from Carl and back down to their prisoner. There –was- a very cute red head splayed so eagerly before her and her partner in crime, life was not so terrible. So with a more insistent nudge with her hip to get Carl to scoot out of her way, the blonde leaned down. Delicate hands came down to lightly run along Nadia’s inner thighs to try to help her relax before her thumbs found the other girl’s outer lips to spread just a touch more. With the redhead’s sex now totally bared to the blonde, she ran the entire length of her silen tongue through Nadia’s dripping folds with one broad, luxurious lick. Jamie felt a shiver run down her spine as the taste of Nadia coated her tongue. With a texture that lay between a light oil and water, a light musk that made her pupils dilate with an animalistic hunger, and a taste that was both sweet yet slightly tart, Jamie would’ve gladly spent the next several hours between Nadia’s legs until her jaw ached and her neck cramped up.<br/><br/>But that would be rather selfish of her…Carl wouldn’t be able to play too if she hogged Nadia’s slick channel. So with a teasing fluttering of her tongue over Nadia’s clit as a preview for what was to come later, Jamie released her and stood back up, licking her lips clean as she looked back over to Carl.<br/><br/>“Hmm…should we forget the contest and see if we can get her to beg for it? Or should we just be nice and let her cum.”