Abbie eats out Michelle from the front

With a soft and breathless voice, Michelle asked, "Will you lick my pussy?"

Abbie smiled. "I'd love to."

Michelle took Abbie's hand and walked backwards toward the bed. Jake easily sidestepped to avoid Michelle walking into him. Abbie stood up and followed Michelle to the bed.

Michelle sat on the bed, but then scooted her body up to make room for Abbie, who climbed up in front of her. Michelle lay back, her legs splayed. Abbie crawled forward on her hands and knees, and lowered her face to Michelle's crotch. She bent her legs, her ass sticking out behind her, resting on her heels.

Abbie had her hands along the inside of Michelle's thighs, pushing her legs apart, baring and spreading her pussy. Abbie eagerly dove in, licking Michelle's labia, pulling her skin gently with her teeth, and tonguing her clit.

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."

Abbie bobbed her head up and down, simultaneously swirling her tongue in circles around Michelle's pussy. The combination of varying directions kept Michelle almost constantly shuddering with intense stimulation. Her legs shook in Abbie's hands, her feet and toes flexing and stretching.

Jake stood back and watched. He loved this view. Abbie's ass was perfectly smooth and round. Something about the way she half-knelt, half-sat (as her face was buried in Michelle's pussy in front of her) was a real turn-on for it. He could see Abbie's pussy and asshole both, and fantasized about the idea of simply stepping forward and fucking her -- maybe first one hole, then the other. He smirked to himself, and felt his cock hardening inside his underwear at the mere thought of it. He pulled on his dick through his underwear, and then ultimately decided for himself, not yet -- all in good time.

Instead, he gently placed his hands on Abbie's ankles, ran his fingers along the backside of her calves, to her knees, and then back along the outside of her thighs, back toward him, and to her ass. He saw Abbie's body rise and fall, her breathing deeper than before, once his hands were on her. She didn't turn to look at him, but he could tell that she felt him on her.

What does she think I'm going to do? What does she want me to do? he wondered. He was confident that he could probably do just about anything, and she'd be game. After all, she'd never denied him anything yet.

"Abbie," he said. "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 flung her head back against the pillows. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her nipples. She lifted her head again, and saw Jake behind Abbie.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, dude?" she said to him, almost in shock that he wasn't yet participating. "Abbie, don't you want this guy to fucking eat you out or something?"

Abbie turned away from Michelle for a moment and looked at Jake. She grinned at him, and said, "You're totally right. I definitely want this guy to fucking eat me out."