Emma jumped a little at the sudden touch of Bronwin's fingers in her hair. She could feel the girlish nails and it surprised her to feel someone other than Richard's touch under the table. She cracked her eyes open and let his cock slip from her mouth as she gave an encouraging smile to Bronwin. Though she didn't mind the touch from Richard, it wasn't necessary, she knew she would not soon be left wanting anything and she was happy to share as they had often discussed. "Would you like a turn?" she whispered under the table, letting her breath linger down to Bronwin's neck, teasing her a little. She moved out of the way to allow her to take over if she wished. Her hands moved to gently squeeze the girl's shoulders, hopefully offering her a little more comfort.<br/><br/>Between the two of them, they worked Richard until he could take no more and would finally find his peak. Emma left the option open for Bronwin to catch a few drops of his sticky seed upon her tongue if she wished when the explosion came. Once Richard had been thoroughly cleaned up by two tongues Emma slipped back up to sit next to him. The wine had arrived in the meantime and the bottle was sitting on the table unopened with three empty glasses. Emma looked to Richard and spoke softly "Should we perhaps invite her round for the evening? We can take this party somewhere more private... and quiet." she smiled and kissed up his neck to his cheek as she knew he would likely still be recovering from climax.