She needs Heather to rub her

"What?" A still flushed Heather asked, unable to understand what Taylor wanted with her gestures.

"She wants, ugh!" Hannah stopped mid-sentence to groan as the strap-on stimulated her own pussy lips. "She wants you to rub her clit, Heather," The blonde chuckled. "Classic Taylor, always up for an overload of sensations during sex."

"Mmmpfhhh!" Taylor seemed to agree with Hannah, nodding wildly.

Heather was hesitant to comply with Taylor's wish at first, but in the end, one look at the sexy bodies of the two older girls made up her mind. She had never touched another girl's pussy before, but she guessed in that case there was always a first time. The younger brunette then reached her right hand to Taylor's crotch and touched her clitoris, causing the older girl to buck her hips against Hannah's thrusting ones.

"Mmmmpfhhhhhhh!" Taylor's face seemed to be contorting in pleasure as Heather began to lightly brush her fingers on the older brunette's sopping pussy.

Hannah grinned while vigorously thrusting her fake cock into her best friend. "Nice, you're doing just the way she likes it," She praised her sister's friend. "Since you have your hand in there already, why don't you have a little taste?"

A shudder ran through Heather's spine at the thought of broadening her sexual experiences by tasting a pussy for the first time. It didn't even occurred to her that Hannah might have suggested for her to just taste her juice-drenched fingers, instead she leaned down to Taylor's crotch, where Hannah's plastic phallus was going in and out of the other girl's opening. Her swaying, heavy tits brushed on Taylor's stomach as she extended her tongue and its tip touched the older brunette's clit.

"Mmmmmmmpfhhhhhhhh!" The sound that came from Taylor's muffled mouth betrayed the intense pleasure she felt at the gentle touch of Heather's tongue on her clit. Her fantasy of having her brother's seemingly mighty cock plowing in and out of her was making her unable to think about anything else, Hannah's fake cock and Heather's tongue fueling her lust-filled mind even more.

Hannah reached a hand to Heather's head and threaded her fingers through the younger girl's dark brown tresses. "That's it, Heather, lick her," She goaded with a grin as she fucked Taylor with her strap-on. "You learn fast, girl."

But Heather didn't even have the chance to feel pleased by Hannah's praise, instead the pleasure she felt derived from a different thing altogether. All of a sudden, she felt Taylor grasping her legs and swinging her body over hers. The moment that Taylor's tongue made contact with her pussy, Heather let out a earth-shattering scream.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"