Nancy gets a taste.

"Put your hands on the table," Jack said to Lacy. She knew what he wanted. Posed like that, her tits would be even easier to see. The burning feeling in her stomach told her to do it anyway. And so she did as she was told. Placing both hands on Jack's desk, she leaned forward so that her chest was right in front of his eyes and in center stage for the camera. The picture on the viewfinder showed a woman looking more confident than she felt.

A touch on the back reminded her that Nancy was still nearby. Lacy practically melted when those fingers met her skin again, but they didn't stay on her back for long. Nancy dragged them down Lacy's body, brushing the cheeks of her ass, and rested them against her soaking wet lips.

"Ohh," Lacy groaned. She pushed her ass back, nudging the very tip of Nancy's fingers into the warmth of her body.

Lacy heard Nancy get up and panicked. She had gone too far. She had gone from playfully slutty to a pushy whore. But then she heard Nancy get on her knees behind and place both hands on the new girl's ass. Her breath made Lacy's pussy feel even warmer than she thought it ever could.

"Oh fuck," she said, and she almost fell. Her legs were jelly. The woman in the viewfinder was blonde, gorgeous, and curvy. But her face looked absolutely terrified of her own arousal.

The touch of Nancy's tongue made Lacy's eyes roll back into her head. It was just a touch for a second, and it was enough to make Lacy gasp with pleasure. Then Nancy pushed her face in between Lacy's cheeks and took her clit into her mouth.