Fanya was stronger than she would have thought when she just spun Becca to face away. She was still a little confused until Fanya gripped her hips and it finally occurred to her what she wanted. A giddy thrill ran up her spine as she lowered herself onto Fanya's mouth. The feel of hot breath on her intimate parts followed by the eager touch of Fanya's tongue was electric. Becca moaned loudly and her back arched hard. In that moment pleasing Fanya completely left Becca's mind as her hips twitched and she felt the tongue slide along her wet lips. When Fanya kept going, Becca blushed and when her tongue found the other tight little opening Becca squeaked. That was new.<br/><br/>Becca's body felt even hotter now as Fanya began to tease her, finding her clit and humming to send a fiery need to coil in the pit of Becca's stomach. The feel of teeth made Becca whimper. Fanya was just too good and Becca was aware just how quickly she was racing toward her peak once again. Fanya's tongue and nose and chin all seemed to be part of pleasing Becca's shamefully wet mound. She had never felt anything like this and it was making it hard to think at all. She was having trouble even breathing and Fanya simply forced her higher and higher. When Fanya's tongue pushed into her virgin backdoor, Becca's eyes widened and her whole body tensed. It was a really weird and incredibly erotic feeling and the brunette simply collapsed forward. She clung to Fanya desperately as she shook and cried out. Fanya's every motion caused a myriad host of pleasure and Becca was desperate for a distraction.<br/><br/>She found a very obvious one and did not hesitate. Her own hungry mouth delved back between those still widely spread red thighs. Wasting no time her mouth latched onto Fanya's clit, suckling hard at it while her fingers, three again, resumed their earlier position. While Becca's oral skill fell far short of Fanya's mastery her enthusiasm was evenly matched. Her mouth set to work exploring every inch that she could reach, inside and out. Her teeth raked lightly across Fanya's lips and Becca's mouth slid further. Her curiosity was piqued and her tongue slid farther to slither between the cheeks of Fanya's ass. Her free hand slid under Fanya's thigh and reach back to take a hard grip on that perfect firm ass, spreading her slightly so her tongue could reciprocate. Becca was tentative but after the first lick slid over the tender flesh she did it again as her fingers worked up front still. It was then that Becca felt Fanya's finger enter, stretched the extremely tight opening and causing Becca herself to let out a muffled cry.<br/><br/>Becca felt her heart racing. She could not keep her body still and just when she got accustomed to something Fanya did something else. She knew that she was going to be unable to bring Fanya to orgasm before Fanya did the same to her but she sure was going to try. Her finger imitated Fanya's own; pushing slowly between those delicious ass cheeks to slide into her while Becca equally slowly slid a fourth finger into Fanya's steaming depths. Her hands were slender but she still wanting to make sure that she only caused pleasure. When Fanya reacted positively her fingers began to move more and more quickly while her tongue licked around them, collecting as much of Fanya's wetness as she was able.<br/><br/>Her rhythm was off, made erratic by the pleasure coursing through her body. It was impossible to ignore it now. Muscles bunched and tensed and her breath caught in her throat. Little sounds of desperate need hummed against Fanya's skin and when Becca could no longer hold back she instinctively bit down to stifle her cries. Her teeth bit down on the smooth, soft skin of Fanya's right inner thigh. Her bite, much like Fanya's was hard but not enough to break skin. Becca was unconcerned with it at the moment. In fact, she was completely unaware of her actions as her body rocked, grinding her gushing mound against Fanya's face as her fingers pushed deeply into Fanya and did not move. The world went white and Becca simply lost herself in the rush of orgasm.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>