Kenzie watched as Jules moved with a seductive grace, the woman clearly confidence on her feet as she settled herself on the table in front of Kenz.  Walter behind her was an aphrodisiac, and while she was comfortable with the turn of events, the sudden fingers sliding inside her, caressing her clit and making work of the depths of her pussy, brought a gasp of pleasure to her lips, a sigh that was quickly drowned out as Walter pushed her forward.  Her mouth collided with Jules pussy, open and ready, tongue lashing the woman’s cunt as feverishly as it has ravished Walter’s cock moments before.<br/><br/>She was torn between them, used on both ends her cunt and her mouth awash in some form of giving or receiving pleasure… and she liked it.  Her hands spread Jules’ leg’s even more as she worked to suckle the woman’s nub of pleasure, and run her tongue in long swirling patterns along the folds of her pussy.<br/><br/>All while Walter’s fingers brought the heat to her loins.  As though she could draw more from Jules and transfer Walter’s caresses through her tongue, the movements became one, in sync, a pattern, where fingers and tongue played the same rhythms across her body.   Her nails dug into Jules’ flesh, gripping her harder as she clenched her pussy tighter…. “Damn Walter!” she gasped, arching her back as she dove back into in Jules…<br/>