Chapter 1116

• Mary lay on her back, panting, her heart beat slowly coming back to normal. She had not felt this degree of abandonment since the night with Thomas and her Master, and at that moment would have done whatever was required of her to experience that again.
• Victoria lay beside her, propped up on one arm, looking down lazily at her exhausted body. Victoria's sex was in need of attention now, her bud throbbing almost painfully, but she could see that Mary was in no position to sit or stand as yet. Instead, Victoria knelt over Mary, her knees on either side of the supine girl's head, and lowered her sex onto the girls face.
• The warmth of Mary's panting breath against her sticky engorged flesh made her shudder in anticipation, and then she felt the girl's tongue moving on her. Mary was experienced at this: Betsy preferred being licked and sucked to all else that Mary did. Mary swirled her tongue, encircling the taut flesh, flicking it lightly, and then probing deeply into the girl's vagina, thrusting with her stiffened tongue and being rewarded with milky juices. She licked at the fleshy lips above her face, driving down into the folds and crevices, then back to nibble and suck delicately at the pleasure bud, knowing that this would bring her to orgasm.