She could feel the light tingling of the frest swistar on her tongue and lips, but it was hard to discern the difference between the new and the existing.  They'd already been using a lot of the fruit, so all three of them would be excited, and feeling almost every light breeze washing over their bodies.  The difference Sherrie did get, though was the incredibly sexy sound of Fiona's rising climax.<br/><br/>It didn't take long either, with all the teasing and the double teaming.  Hearing Bailey encouraging her even further only made Sherrie want to drive her tongue in deep, to slurp and suckle, to drain that already trembling young form beneath her of all of its wet.  Thankfully, she was about to get a whole lot of help.  A few hard laps and the tight atheltic body under her tensed.  She felt those muscles squeezing and flexing on her tongue and Sherrie nearly moaned herself before being rewarded with a mouthful of the night's first orgasm.<br/><br/>Sherrie drank greedily, slurping and sucking to get the last little dribbles of her lover's pleasure, suckling and nuzzling and feeling those bucking and squirming motions on the bed.  With a huge satisfied smile on her face, Sherrie lifted her face out of that still panty-covered crotch, her cheeks and lips glazed with Fiona's unique flavour, looking at her two girlfriends.  "Yummy, Fiona.  You taste just like Swistar... we're so going to have to do that more often."<br/><br/>Sitting back on her haunches slightly, feeling the tight outift bind and cling to literally every curve, rubbing her and making her want to join Fiona in a post-orgasmic bliss.  "So what's next then Bailey?  Is it time?"