Liandra could hear the scream of orgasmic pleasure up above, muffled as the force of her friend's hands against the labia forced her up and under the clitoral hood as it contracted tightly around the tiny girls body and wings as she was pressed tightly against the moist and sticky organ as it pulsed against her own tender breasts and pussy, the sound of Camille's heavy breathing and racing heart resonating from the surrounding flesh as her face was pressed tight against the sexual scented heat of the clitoris.  Liandra tried to push herself up from it, but every move she made, caused her friend's lower lips to press down above her miniature body smothering her against the pleasurable texture of Camille's wet clitoris.  Liandra wasn't so sure about this anymore, but the overwhelming scent all around her made the faerie sized girl become quite subdued as she now timidly submitted to the flow of it and begun to softly lick from the tropically warm surroundings almost as if she had become a slave to Camille's desire.