"I was just about to say." Laura says with some amusement as Chloe interrupts Tara's initial lesson plan.  She rolls from her side, and to her back, bare ass sliding across the covers as she shifts her posture to be more advantageous to the redhead that is even now settling between her thighs.  The shadowy mon is apexed with a thin strip of hair, though the road does not allow one much time to groom it would appear that the woman MAKES time for it.  Laura bites her bottom lip gently as the cool relief of Tara's tongue find her lips, already slick from sweat and now urging more natural moisture to come.  "You can kiss the thighs, or simply blow air.  Sometimes it is good to be forceful though..."  Her eyes close as the redhead's tongue twirls over the hooded bundle of nerves.  "This one knows what she is doing."<br/><br/>Her dark eyes open again when the bed shifts, looking toward Mason with a smile.  She leans as much into the kiss as she may, her free hand coming back and brushing against his cheek, nails scratching at stubble.  She is not shy, as if her time in this room has already proven, her tongue wrestling with his fiercely.  "The ears... mmh, neck.  They are sensitive.  Don't be shy.  Some even like to be bit."  The handhold on Tara's hand tightens, rolling her hips toward the tender ministrations.  The other hand leaves Mason's cheek, nails gently tracing down the hardness of his chest.  "He is strong, isn't he?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>