Abby listened and could not suppress the smile that flashed her teeth. Sonya was clearly the analytical sort. She was planning out the shoots with cool and calm detachment. The professionalism was at odds with the fact the Sonya was basically orchestrating her own make out session. Not that Abigail minded. She was eager to begin. When Sonya counted to three, Abby reached one hand up to cradle the back of Sonya's head while the other easily undid her bra. She leaned in and kissed those sweet lips. She did not have to sell anything to the camera as her lips pressed insistently against Sonya's. This was not the chaste kiss that had happened just before. Abby poured her hunger into the passionate kiss, her tongue exploring the other girl's mouth as Abby pressed close. Even with her eyes closed she saw the flash go off. She reluctantly pulled back and kissed along Sonya's jaw line as the hand that had undone the bra began to caress the soft skin of her bared breast. Her lips kissed down and began to nuzzle and nibble the pulsing point there. She resisted the urge to bite and suck, to mark that soft skin even though she wanted to.<br/><br/>Again she saw the flash and again she did not move to the next pose. She worked her mouth down to kiss along Sonya's collarbone and lick at the perfect flesh. Her lips curled into a slight pout. She wished that they had more than five minutes. She did not get to truly savour her efforts. As her lips wrapped around the hard nipple her hand untangled from Sonya's hair and wrapped around her back to hold her steady. The other slid back over Sonya's hip to take a firm, possessive grip of that hot little backside. Abby let her teeth just graze over Sonya's nipple, teasing the hard little bud but being very careful not to go too far. Each light pull as her mouth sucks is perfectly applied to maximize Sonya's pleasure. This time when the flash goes off Abby does not move immediately. She licks at the nipple, teasing just a moment longer before trailing kisses down the lean stomach. She opens her eyes and looks up into the camera's lens. Her lips curl up and she extends her tongue to tease around Sonya's navel. She can still taste the residue of the rum there and her mind moves back to the kiss that she and Kate shared.<br/><br/>She keeps teasing with her tongue, basically French-kissing Sonya's navel until the flash goes on. She is loathe to rush but time is running out. She kisses down and begins to plant light, moist kisses along that extremely soft skin of Sonya's inner thigh. Her hot breath as she pants lustfully, dries the slightly moisture, making Sonya's skin tingle. She cannot help herself, she moves closer and closer to Sonya's mound. She lets her tongue just run closer and closer, wondering if Sonya will stop her or just let it happen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>