Ash's gaze slipped up to the girls, her slivery eyes glittering with determination. "Shhhhh...everything is OK." She murmured, her voice almost sweet, but it was laced with need. Linking her mind with Phaedra, she fed sexual pleasure and lust, making her gasp. "There's a good girl." She whispered and dipped her head back down.

Her lips and tongue connected between the valley of her breasts. She nibbled on her flesh and licked swirling patterns down. Wiggling her lythe body down, she continued her journey down, blowing gently on her skin.

Phaedra was gasping and arching now, her hands clutching at the sheets and legs unconsciously spreading further as Ash settled between them and gazed upon her glossy mouth, soft and pliant. "Mmmmm..." She moaned and dipped her lips forward to connect with her clit.

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