"That's not what I said!"  Liandra called up to Camille, her words falling on deaf ears as she tried to get her friend's attention.  Camille's inner scent was invading her nostrils though and the tiny girl soon found herself subdued by the urge to finger herself as she flopped over with her wings pressed against the front of her friend's womb and reached down to her nethers as she begun to slowly masturbate, her other hand massaging her chest as she licked the wet stickiness off of her delicate nipples.