Linna seemed to get more carried away with each passing second, her eyes half-closing, so thus squinting at Jess with an enamoured look in her eyes as she stared up at the woman's eyes over her crotch and mound. Her hands gently hold on to Jessica's thighs, spreading them a bit as her head bobs up and down, tongue dipping along and between her tender sex lips as it brushed and gathered up all the sweet, yet tangy nectar that the woman was producing. Occasionally diving deeper, the moist smoothness of her organ delving deep into the woman's depths as the finger kept her head even closer to Jessica's muskiness.