Amelia let Scott shift up the position and place her where he wanted her. Hell, she'd do whatever right now as long as meant she got hers and got to give hers as well. She wasn't exactly sure how he planned to get to her when he had her kneeling on the sofa in front of Ash who spread her legs to reveal her sweet pussy. The other girl got a heat-charged look and she reached her hand up to pull her down for a kiss, but just as her hand reached the back of Ash's neck, Scotty slid onto the sofa between her thighs and for a second she had a hot wet tongue on her pussy.<br/><br/>She breathed a short moan and arched her back, her hips rolling back in reaction to the sudden touch and challenging his grip on her thighs. Her hand curled into a fist in Ashton's hair and after the second passed, she pulled the blonde down and kissed her hard. She tilted her head and stroked her tongue over Ash's, massaging her lips rhythmically until she felt Scott tighten his grip and dip his tongue into her.<br/><br/>"Ohhmmm, Scotty! Baby..." She relaxed her hand in the other girl's hair and leaned forward. Her body shuddered with raging pleasure and Scott's hands did little to ease her lust. She arched her head back again when his tongue thrust over and over again up her clit, but her desire for the woman in front of her was so strong that she buried her mouth in that delicious sex, dipped her tongue between the lips and stroked hard from bottom to top a few times.<br/><br/>"Mmmmh..." She groaned into Ashton's pussy and brought the tip of her tongue up to circle her clit hungrily, brushing across it every now and then as almost electric sensations pulsed through her at her friend's touch. When the sweet taste of Ash was filling her, and Scott's little moans of pleasure sounded beneath her, she dipped her tongue into the tight pussy before her and wiggled it around in there, licking and probing at Ashton's walls as far as her tongue reached. Then she replaced it with a finger and started flicking the tip of her tongue over the erect little nub, while nudging the finger into Ash's front wall in search of that sweet, sweet spot.<br/><br/>Her lust built with every lap of Scotty's tongue and every time she had an urge to squirm or buck her hips, his hands held her steady and firm. She was growing greedy as the delicious, heady tension made her clench her stomach and breathe in short rasps. Her free hand traveled, first up to knead a perfect, heavy breast and roll a nipple between two fingers, then down between her own legs to bury her fingers in Scott's hair.