She did let up -- just a little. She flicked that swollen nub back and forth with her tongue a few times, soothing it a bit before popping it back in her mouth and sucking on it like it would squirt Aqua de Vida. Her lips pushed and tugged, tongue still caressing the beaded tip. In fact, her lips only parted momentarily for the pink-haired freak to croon<span style="color: #ff00ff">"More... fingers...."</span><br/><br/>The digit in her backside really was driving her wild, that naughty sensation coursing through her body, making her writhe and twitch, not to mention the warm, sweet sensations of Emma's body against hers. She tried to scoot forward a little, slipping one leg beneath the con's and thrusting her pussy roughly againt the other girl's, ignoring the unnatural angle at which the position left her spine.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>