Between the spread of Sherrie's legs Bailey carefully placed the precious pod. The purple egg shaped pod had a soft rubber like exterior. It was sized to fit the average woman and took little effort to insert. Once inside a woman the pod was engineered to swell larger, and then pop open, releasing the life forming solution and the cocktail mixture of aphrodisiacs.<br/><br/>With no small measure of adoration and care, Bailey placed kisses upon the tender flesh of Sherrie's inner thighs. She kissed and suckled upon her, savoring her lover like a delicious slice of fruit she imagined her. Her mouth hovering over the musky wet mess of her pussy, Bailey looked up at Sherrie and Fi. Bailey's breath caught in her throat at the vision of her two lovers and best friends. Upon their faces Bailey perceived a mix of love and lust that seemed to shimmer like the heat of a summer day.<br/><br/>Out came Bailey's tongue to taste the pink folds of Sherrie's moist pussy. Her tongue snaked along the crinkle of her wet slit, scooping up the girl's taste on her tongue. Her lover was so very humid and messy, aroused like never before. Bailey buried her face in Sherrie's mess, wallowing in her sex and lapping her tongue over the girl's delicious slit.<br/><br/>It was then that Bailey slowed and ceased her ministrations to rest her head upon Sherrie's thigh. Clasped gently between her finger tips was the pistal pod. Casting aside any other pretense or restraint, Bailey began nudging the pod past Sherrie's lips. The pod's pliable exterior gave way as Bailey nudged it firmly forward. In an eyelash, the pod disappeared and was completely inside Sherrie.<br/><br/>It would be no more than a half a minute before the pod would burst inside Sherrie. Bailey looked up again at Sherrie and Fi, her eyes filled with joy and passion.<br/><br/>Soon. So soon. Bailey watched Sherrie's face for the inevitable.<br/><br/>