<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a985/f/2010/271/6/7/alice_in_wonderland_2011_by_j_scott_campbell-d2yr8eu.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alice<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Liss, Mad Alice, Maddy<br/><strong>Location</strong>main room<br/><strong>Time</strong>day 3 earlier evening<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>whipped cream bikini<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Ottava<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Ooh, you naughty<em>tease!!!</em>" Alice squealed with delight, and quite a bit of pent up sexual desire, too, as she felt the way that beneath - no wait,<em>above</em>her technically, given her inverted pose - Lyric's talented tongue would flick around and ever-so-briefly-in, mostly surfing her shallower waters so far. Whipped cream was getting positively everywhere, what with the way Alice's body writhed and arched, and the fact that her topsy-turvy position meant her weight (a perfectly modest weight, she would insist to any who asked) was very much pressed into and supported by the other woman.<br/><br/>The press of her shoulders against Ottava's thighs left her head with some degree of freedom, though - quite deliberate, that was, allowing Alice to bob her blonde head furiously between her lover's thighs, lick and lash with her tongue, swipe and kiss and press with her legs. "Nommm nommm nommm ommmmm..." she made hungry, guttural, wet slurpy sounds with her mouth as she performed her tongue-spearing, lick-smacking cunnilingus on that delicious, delicious pussy that tasted like beautiful harp music sounded.<br/><br/>She squeezed her thighs around the back of Ottava's head, and mumbled into the lady's cunt, "Nothing like dinner and a show....ohhh...OHHHHHHH!!" She wanted to think of something clever to say, but then she was simply screaming in orgasm. Her cries were high pitched and feminine to be sure, but couldn't exactly be called ladylike. Still, being like this, as she was now, was exactly the type of lady that Alice wanted to be.<br/>