The punk girl's lips curl into an exaggerated and sultry pout<span style="color: indigo">. "Nefarious? That seems a little harsh. I just want Sonya to have as much fun as the rest of us. Don't you? She is very pretty and she wants a cock." </span>Another firm squeeze as her fingers still mercilessly stroked the length and let the tip prod the soft skin of her lower abdomen. Abby's teeth click together at the feel of Kate's fingers on her fevered skin. Even that light touch was hard to ignore.<span style="color: indigo">"Don't you want to bury this aching thing in her? Don't you want to feel the pleasure of her flesh wrapped around you? You can sit right here, right next to the others and still touching them."</span>One hand moved back up to lightly toy with Kate's pierced pink nipples.<span style="color: indigo"> "It's not like I'm asking you to beg me to climb aboard. That will come later." </span>The smile she offered made it hard to that was intended as a threat, a joke, or a promise.<span style="color: indigo">"Tell me what you want of me in exchange for helping Sonya with her need. I am curious what you figure would be fair."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>