"You can have that one, I'm a little occupied here," Kelsey called over her shoulder as she continued worshipping Drake's cock.  As her hands continued stroking it, the tip of her tail started twictching, then flailing around.  The smell, especially near the tip where some pre had oozed out while Drake was devouring Billy, filled her mouth, intoxicating her, until finally she could stand it no more.  Her tongue, previously flicking in and out of her mouth constantly, lashed out and wrapped itself around the shaft in front of her.  It then proceeded to slurp up and down, trying to find every possible cranny that could be hiding more delicious taste or texture.  Kelsey closed her eyes, savoring every sensation her tongue reported.  She tried to speak, but with her tongue wrapped around a large object and her brain overloaded, all she managed was a moan.