Ash practically tore at the rest of Gen's clothing until she could lay her hands on bare, smooth, soft skin. She was moaning beneath her, arching against her touch and trying her very best to touch her in return. She could smell her arousal and the small slick patches of wetness moistening her thighs.

Trailing her mouth down over Gen's quivering belly, Ash breathed in deeply and purred with pleasure. Vaj was playing in her mind as she played with Gen, slipping a hand finally over the mouth of her pussy and nibbling her way down between the woman's spread thighs...