<div class="floatleft">(https://img00.deviantart.net/7315/i/2016/179/9/0/mechanical_mage_by_isis_blue_fire_3_by_isisbluefire-da81o13.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong>Felice</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=290166.msg14258283#msg14258283)</div></div><br/>The tinkerer was grateful that Gerdi seemed so determined to smother her in lusty musk, not just because she was enjoying how the heat tasted on the tip of her tongue, but also because it gave her a chance to mask the chuckles welling up in her throat. So, the larger girl liked to bite but wasn't a fan of being bitten? Felice fought the urge to nibble and instead let her lips caress and suck, still determined to capture that succulent nub and lavish it with more attention that Gerdi could possibly stand.<br/><br/>She was already more than a little light-headed and, with her face buried in the other girl's pussy, every breath seemed laboured, as though Felice's head was filling with that wonderfully slippery heat. The tinkerer let her tongue slide back and forth, until its tip became a blur. Muscles tensed, tugging Gerdi even closer, as though she sought to merge their bodies together. Her lips found the prize for which they searched, trapping and sucking the shivering nub, and allowing the Asian's clever tongue to have free-reign.<br/><br/>It was strange, to be giving pleasure and yet so obviously not in charge. And it wasn't only Gerdi's physical strength that Felice recognised, there was just something... something so certain and positive about her muscular friend that made Felice feel just as helpless as she had when it had been Gerdi's tongue doing the coaxing.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm not sure about Gerdi, but I suspect that Felice is far too lost in the moment to notice anything short of a small explosion</div></div><br/>