<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/45/b1/c3/45b1c304aaba15287a1cecf07d472b8d.jpg)</div>Pulled up tight against Nuria's backside, Ayca lowers her head to try to keep herself able to lick away.  Her fingers tighten on the tanned asscheeks, squeezing them as she attempts to lift Nuria's hips and give herself a better angle, tongue all the while lashing and flickering.  As Nuria truly gets into position to go down on Phelypsis though, she loses her angle and has to pull back with a giggling laugh.  "I believe I've got the third wish..." she purrs out with a devilish grin forming on her face, black smudges on her cheeks from burying herself in an area already painted.  The barkeep pulls back from the entanglement, her pert breasts rubbing against the back of Nuria's body as she moves, reaching up briefly to stroke Phelypsis's cheek in the off-hand affectionate way that she tends towards, and then takes several steps to a winerack.<br/><br/>With a quick motion, she pulls two of the bottles, the smoothly dripped wax heads keeping them sealed and forming something of a head as she brings them back, clinking them lightly together.  "Wish three," she announces as she squats down on the ground behind Nuria, shifting and moving quickly, her body rubbing against the godlike, "Seems like we should take advantage of the fact you squat down so well."  She places the head of the bottle on the ground beneath Nuria, angling it so that the smooth head is pressing against her sex.  With slow, teasing movements she begins to push the bottle in until it can stand on it's own.<br/><br/>With that done, she holds the other bottle between her own thighs behind Nuria, the head of it adjusting and rubbing between her asscheeks.  The bartender spits into her hand and begins to rub the saliva over the head of the wine-dildo, her other hand reached around Nuria to lightly tease her as the first wine bottle pushes into her.  Shifting her hips, she begins to press the second against her asshole, gentle pressure as she grinds against the bottle herself.