As Balfor moved within her, groans and moans coursed through pursed lips and vibrated about her tongue as she lapped at the curved shaft between Laurin and Joli, dancing with the other's in a unique ballad. Even as her vaginal walls stretched to accommodate Balfor and flexed to squeeze his member tightly, the oral attention she was giving to Lon continued through the whimpers Joli released.<br/><br/>Each of Balfor's thrusts sent a ripple through Laurin, one that was reflected by her skin, the sway of her breasts and the direction her tongue took across Lon's shaft. When the subject of her asshole came about, her head shot up and her hips quivered. She tried, boy did she try, to hike up that rump if only to catch Joli's finger.