Cheery nodded emphatically even as she blushed, then leaned forward, unfastening Callie's top and letting it drop to the floor. "We need to be quiet..." Her hands slowly wandered south, towards Callie's skirt, while she kissed the freed mounds, flicking her tongue at the nipples. Then she was rubbing her thighs on Callie's, almost instinctively it seemed. Soon the skirt joined the top on the floor, and deft fingers started to probe for Callie's pussy while the girl slid partially around her, pressing her front into Callie's side while still kissing one breast.<br/><br/><em>Eager slut</em>came the comment from Syn.<br/><br/>All the rubbing soon had forced the dancer's tank top up, exposing her own breasts, and Callie also felt a wet spot on her thigh where the minx pressed her crotch into her. She'd have an embarassing time getting out of the chaning room with soaked through pants...<br/><br/>But that paled compared to what Cherry's fingers did to her pussy, rubbing her folds and teasing her clit.