"He is, isn't he?" Sophie replied, leaning in alongside Delphine, her own tongue sliding along his length, as the young mage groaned at the twin-pronged assault, one hand resting on each of their heads.<br/><br/>Sophie would join her in alternating between lavishing attention on Cedrik, and kissing her, as much for her own pleasure as for the viewer's. She'd curl one hand around Delphine, groping her backside, as the pair worked, seemingly more eager than Delphine - her movements were faster and more aggressive. Less sensuous teasing, and more taking what she wanted.