Hannah has Ashley wait her turn

Ashley said, "Brandon was tickling my ribs the whole ride up, and you know how much I love that. He wants me dripping when we go to bed tonight, but I can't wait that long."

"Good call." Hannah turned back to railing Taylor, who was putting Heather through an out-of-body experience.

Ashley stepped out of her bottoms and ran a finger over her bald mons and lips. So many to do, and so little time. "Ooh ooh ooh, who can I do?" She caught Heather's glance. "Look, is that Heather Ravers staring at MY pussy?" Ashley did a little spin-around, showing herself off, and bending over to stick out her butt at Heather.

"Chill a minute, Ash," Hannah said. "You'll get a chance. Or check the bottom drawer if you can't wait."

Ashley shifted her weight from foot to foot. "Party-pooper," she muttered.

"Brat," Hannah half-whispered back. She paused her hip thrusts and ran her fingers into Heather's smooth brown hair. "Taylor has this dance, Heather."

Taylor used the pause to redouble her licking of Heather's pussy. Heather quivered and moaned.

"Yes," Hannah said, "Yes she does. Do you like her pussy too, Heather?"

"Uh, uh-huh," Heather gasped.

"Show Taylor how much you like her pussy, Heather," Hannah directed. Heather dipped her head, her chin brushing Taylor's bush. "That's right, oh yes," Hannah said.

Taylor whimpered into Heather's pussy as she kept licking. Taylor's moans increased as Hannah started gently thrusting again with her strap-on. Heather's ears were flushed pink, and she moaned as she licked Taylor's clit, having trouble concentrating enough to keep up a rhythm.

Ashley paced around restlessly, looking at the other girls from every angle as Taylor and Heather rose toward their climaxes.