She's going to make Felicity wait a little longer

As she lays there in nothing but her heels, her eyes watch nervously as Nicole eases herself back onto the floor beside the bed. Felicity allows herself to be pulled gently forward until her lower legs dangle over the edge.

“Such a sweet view” Mrs Hendry sighs contently as she relaxes beside her, her eyes cast in the same direction as her bed companion, looking on as Nicole slides her hands inside Felicity’s knees and pries them apart. She leans down, kissing bare knees, leaving her lips in contact with the warm flesh and sliding them upwards, over bare thighs.

“Oh God” Felicity moans as she looks down, her eyes meeting Nicole’s, as her lips caress higher until they move over her smooth mound. Nicole pauses, her lips gently pressing against the warm smooth skin of the other teen, causing Felicity to anticipate what was about to come.

As Felicity watches, waits, biting her lower lip, the girl who had earlier accepted Felicity’s coat when she had arrived with her parents earlier now was about to taste her in the most intimate of ways. And the waiting suddenly was driving her mad, suddenly she needed this other girl to start, to lick her, to taste her, to give her what she had been giving to Mrs Hendry when they had walked in on them not more than ten minutes ago.

“Well Felicity, is this what you want, or should we stop?” he suddenly speaks up from his position behind Nicole as she kneels motionless between her thighs. It’s almost as if he has control over Nicole, holding the power to make her stop or start just by his strong will power alone.

“Please, please, I want it” Felicity finds herself begging, her eyes moving from Nicole to over her head up to his face. There’s a strange smile on his face, as if he is savouring how easily he has made her beg, and she doesn’t care, all she wants is for Nicole to start, suddenly her pussy is on fire and only this girl’s tongue can put that out.

“Pardon, I don’t think Nicole can hear you, maybe it’s because your thighs are around her ears?” he laughs.

“Please, PLEASE” she squeals, trying to push her hips onto the primed tongue that she knows is there, ready to begin.