<div class="floatleft">(http://i44.tinypic.com/j9245u.jpg) <br/><strong>Julie-Anna Crane</strong><br/>Known; Head Sparrow<br/><br/></div><br/>The flood that escaped the woman made Julie-Anna smile what may have been a genuine smile, something that had been lost long ago to the young Sparrow. Yes, now she felt herself to be young, more invigorated and full of life. A dark, burning fire-no, a burning desire now swelled up inside her, deep in the pit of her stomach. It made her want to give more to the Angel, who obviously had no objections as she pushed the blonde head downward.<br/><br/>Julie-Anna's fingers slipped down, tongue flicking the spot they had rested in. It moved down, along her lips, teeth tugging and nibbling at the soaking lips that deserved more attention than those much higher on her body. Her mouth examined every inch of the woman before returning to their first point of attack. Just as her tongue pressed down and she began to suck at the small spot, the fingers that had caused Muriel's first release, all three, suddenly found themselves deep within the woman's body, pushing further in, pressing hard each time they reached the very back of the channel that lead to another, greater form of pleasure within a woman. The scratches on her back, ones that would surely be visible later on, made the Sparrow moan softly against the flower she played with. Her mouth and fingers pushed harder, much harder, and free hand scratched deep into the pale hips, bring the body closer, much closer than she knew it could be. Her eyes looked up at the adoring Angel, looking to see her dark eyes resting back on her own, and the expression on that beautiful young face.