If there was a more delightful vision than the pretty face of Fi, languishing in the wet mess of her pussy, she couldn't imagine it. Her hips rose up, nudging forward instinctively and craving the sensation of Fi's face flush to her unfurled and swollen slit. She gasped out loud each time the girl's tongue dipped in to partake of the pink goodness. Her own tongue came out, twirling across her lips as if to mimic Fi's. Her eyes closed, and then snapped open again, not wishing to miss a moment, her brow knitting against the frisson Fi elicited, quaking and squirming in Sherrie's loving bondage of limbs.<br/><br/>Entwined as the three lovers were, Bailey felt like a slice of sizzling hot teenage meat between the other two equally decalescent girls. Naughty Fi snaked her hand up behind Bailey's back, finding the agility to both diddle her fingers in Sherrie's wetness, while torturing Bailey with her humming mouth clamped over the whole of her core. Truly the libidinous scene was such to make but only the most amorous of Vicenary lover blush.<br/><br/>The pink pod resting on her stomach lie in wait. It felt like a morsel of hot sex on her skin, an orgasm personified and neatly packaged into a succinct egg that promised both untold bliss and joyful motherhood.<br/><br/>Nearly breathless, Bailey nodded eagerly at Fi's question. The resumption her ministrations and the humming against her sloppy quim quite nearly set the girl over the edge, and she found the breath to put voice to her desire.<br/><br/>"Oh Fi, oh please put it in me, oh stars!"<br/><br/>Fi, the uncanny lover that she was had deftly kept Bailey teetering on the precipice of pleasure. Her time would come too, and neither of them would show the girl as less mercy than she herself afforded. When it came to competitive pussy licking between girls, were there any losers?