"Lick every inch of Sammie's body"

And then a hesitation, not because Samantha isn't going to do it. She clearly is. You can see it in her eyes. So can Daisy. But maybe because she needs to take a moment to tell herself that this is real. This is happening.

Hell, you could all use that moment.

Samantha leans in and licks Sammie's chin and jaw line, down to her neck. Sammie closes her eyes and moans. She doesn't quite know what to do with her hands. It's clear that in any other situation she'd grab Samantha and throw her down to the ground and fuck her. But it's Daisy calling the shots here.

So Sammie just runs her fingers through her blue pixie hair as Samantha's tongue works its way up across her face, then down her cheek and the back of her neck. Sammie's breasts heave up and down, up and down.

Daisy watches intently from your lap. You do too, but there's other things to attend to as well. You see a zipper on the back of Daisy's collar and you undo it, zipping her dress down to her waist, then pulling it down her shoulders, and torso, exposing her breasts. Daisy doesn't hesitate letting you.

Sammie looks over and gives them a smile as Samantha glides her tongue up Sammie's arms and down them again, slicking it around her armpit and then over to her eager breasts and erect nipples.

Daisy grabs your hand and pulls it in front of her, slowly sliding it down the dress that's bunched at her waist, and into a pair of thin panties. You feel her bald, wet pussy, her thick clit, and you start to rub.

Meanwhile Samantha's tongue is swirling its way all around Sammie's perky tits. You wonder, if this lovely redhead has every been with a girl before. Or if this moment is her first discovery, and it's being done at Daisy's command.

With your other hand you grab Daisy's left breast. She places her hand on top of yours and gives it a squeeze, making you squeeze her tit firmly.

Your other hand works hard at her clit, rubbing, pinching, then sliding down to push a couple fingers into her wet slit.

Samantha falls to her knees. Her tongue covers every inch of Sammie's thin waist, and hips. Then gently glides over Sammie's wet twat.

Sammie lets out a deep, passionate moan. She lowers her fingers to her twat and spreads open her slit. And Samantha pushes her tongue inside.

And it's clear that Samantha has covered every inch of Sammie's pussy, but she lingers there an extra few moments, until making her way down the girl's thighs and legs.

Then she turns to Daisy for a nod of approval.

"Every... inch" Daisy says panting from the **** of your fingers' magic.

And without any hesitation Samantha nods, crawls around behind Sammie and intently licks up the girls asshole.

Sammie's knees shake and she almost falls to the ground.

It's clear that Samantha and probably Sammie will do anything Daisy tells them. And Daisy nods and suddenly turns around and looks at you. "How about you?" She asks. "Will you do anything I tell you to?"

Why not? You think. Maybe Daisy is feeling mad with celebrity power. But if this is what comes of it, then you're fine with that.

You nod.

"Good" Daisy smiles