Harmonics  She whined at the sole thought of more, though her pelvis shifted upwards to meet his mouth better as if to agree with her. These noises only grew louder with the added stimulation to her breasts, back arching until her front met Queenie's hands. She was already a mess under them, squirming and gasping, hips rolling involuntarily. Her brows knitted together, eyes shut tight, chest beginning to heave. Now, a string of curses slipped past her lips, wishing Queenie's lips were upon hers again. She enjoyed the attention, the way their lips slid between each other, how she dominated her with her tongue.
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Cakepan  His eyes shifted over to Queenie, her moving atop of Madds while she worked at her clothing, but it was true, to her work at this angle was difficult but hell she made it work. He watched her carefully while his tongue moved in and out of her warm and soft pussy, licking up her taste from the inside and out. Madds' movements only made it easier for him to lap at her cunt, slurping at her clit, then biting down once again with his teeth. He knew his mouth was already pleasuring her enough, but his body wanted more of his own greedy pleasured desires. He heard Queenie speak up at him, his head stopping his movements to lick his lips at her request. "My pleasure, Queenie." He smirked right back down at her, a dark grin from ear to ear. He went back to licking at her bare, wet pussy, only holding her in the air with one hand now while his other trailed along her stomach and up to where his mouth and her cunt met, slipping a finger inside of her all the while savoring her delicious nectar.