Abbie eats out Michelle from behind

With a soft and breathless voice, Michelle asked, "Will you lick my pussy?" She turned around, and thrust her ass out toward Abbie. "From behind?"

Abbie put her hands on Michelle's thighs, and rose up on her knees to get her face at the same level as Michelle's ass. "I'd love to," she said.

Jake took hold of Michelle's hands. He walked backward toward the bed, Michelle following. Abbie watched the two of them retreat and fondled her own tits as she watched. Jake sat down on the edge of the bed, and pulled Michelle partially onto him, her arms on either side of him, and her head resting on his lap.

Michelle immediately felt the bulk of his hard cock inside his boxers against her face. She lifted her head to see Jake, smiled at him, and rested her head back down again. She placed her right hand against his chest, and slowly slid down his torso to the front of his boxers. She casually groped at his dick with her fingers, still also feeling it against her face. If she had wanted to, she could easily have reached into his shorts and pulled him out, but she preferred the long game tease of the underwear.

Abbie stood and slowly walked toward the bed as well. She knelt down again behind Michelle's ass, and put her hands on the backs of Michelle's legs. Michelle instinctively spread her legs a bit and lifted her hips into the air, giving Abbie a better angle.

Abbie moved her hands up the backs of Michelle's legs to her ass. She squeezed and groped Michelle's ass, one cheek in each hand, before spreading her ass apart, giving her easier access. She pressed her face into Michelle's ass, and extended her tongue to lick her pussy.

The moment Abbie's tongue came in contact with Michelle's pussy, Michelle gasped, arched her back, raised her head, and moaned. "Oh sweet fuck, that feels incredible."

Jake smiled at Michelle, and spoke to Abbie. "Babe, what does she taste like? Can you describe it?"

Abbie licked a while longer, and then pulled her head back. "Tastes like sweet strawberries."

"The fuck it does," said Michelle.

Abbie laughed. "I'm serious. You taste fantastic. We skipped dessert at the restaurant, and apparently, I was saving myself for this." She dove back in and licked Michelle's pussy again. "Mm," she hummed between tonguing Michelle's slit and kissing her inner thighs. "Delicious."

"Oh Christ, It's not a fucking ice cream shop," Michelle remarked. "You just -- ohhhhhh, fuck me, that's the ... yes, yes, do more of that ..." Her mini-scolding was interrupted as Abbie managed to find a sensitive spot.

Michelle relaxed her body against Jake's again. She was still idly fingering his cock through his underwear. She felt the length of it, squeezing the sides, the tip. Jake was getting pretty hard again, and Michelle began to salivate a little at the thought of him.

"Fuck, between your tongue back there and feeling your man's junk right now, I'm getting a little hungry again for something myself." Michelle gripped Jake again through his boxers.

"Is he hard?" Abbie asked.

"Mm-hm," said Michelle. "You two must fuck, like, twenty-four-seven ..."

Jake chuckled. "Sometimes that's the way it works out."