Keira helps out

Keira's tongue slipped out, licking her delicious, pouty lips before striding forward with a contradictory mix of confidence and uncertainty. She leant down, silencing Rosamund's cries of ecstacy with an aggressive kiss. Their lips pressed together, their tongues wrestling as sweat lashed from Rosamund's writhing, supple body.

She broke from the wet, passionate kiss and locked lips with Gunnar, while smothering Rosamund's mouth with her soaking cunt. Her smooth white thighs closed tightly around Rosamund's face.