Kiona sits on Mari’s face.

Lynn didn’t know exactly what was happening in the other room. She didn’t know that the others had barely noticed her disappearance and that they had already continued on without her, but an orgy in motion wants to stay in motion for as long as possible.

It didn’t take long for Kiona to take advantage of her new sex ****. After Marigold had caught her breath again, Kiki had pounced, kissing every inch of her body over and over again. She had buried her face between Marigold’s soft thighs and used her fingers and her tongue to make Marigold cum again. It was a lovely sound, like a song, music to Kiona’s ears. Kiki loved the way that Marigold buried her fingers in her hair.

“Oh my God,” Marigold whined. “T-t-t-that was amazing.” None of her other orgasms thus far could measure up to the incredible sensation of Kiona’s expert tongue between her legs, and now there were stars all around her head as she lay back on the carpet floor of Lynn’s hotel room. “Kiki, you’re amazing.”

Kiona pulled her mouth away from Marigold’s clit and smiled like a cat. She crawled up the blonde’s body and kissed her on the lips, letting her taste her own sweetness on her friend’s tongue. “Thank you,” Kiona said. “Did I make you feel good?”

“Hah!” Mari gasped. “Kiki, that was incredible!”

Kiona dragged her fingers up and across Mari’s torso, lingering for only a moment on her nipple and tracing a little circle around it. “How would you like to make me feel good, too?” she teased. Her dark eyes peered deep into Marigold’s blues, like a vampire seducing her thrall into eternal servitude.

Marigold couldn’t hide her excitement. “Really?” she said. “You’d let me?”

Kiona smiled and pushed Marigold flat on her back, crawling over her friend until her dripping-wet pussy was hovering above Mari’s mouth. “I want you to so bad, Mari,” she said.

Marigold pulled Kiona’s hips down with trembling hands. The moment that her lips wrapped around Kiona’s clit was extraordinary, like a dying woman getting a life-saving drink of water. She could feel her Kiki pressing down on her, all her weight and strength and beauty, as she grinned her clit against Mari’s tongue.

“Yes,” Kiki moaned. “Just like that, just like that!” Marigold was an amateur, but she was caring, and attentive, and her tongue was like warm gold. Kiona pulled the golden locks that she had dreamt about for so long as she smothered Marigold with her dripping pussy.