The opportunity is too good to pass up.

Mackenzie couldn't see Willow struggling with her internal conflict for obvious reasons. She instead had to hope that her friend would come through for her in her hour of need. The feeling of Willow's hands on Mackenzie's plump ass made the stuck darling jump in surprise.

"A-AH! What are you doing back there, Willow?" Mackenzie asked with a trembling voice. "Are you... is the plan to push me through the-OHH!"

Mackenzie's questioning was cut off abruptly when she felt something warm and wet run across the length of her slit. Did Willow just lick her?! There was no way, Mackenzie thought. She had to have been imagining things in her panic. But it had felt so real...

The sensation repeated, this time with more pressure from what Mackenzie couldn't deny was a tongue. She was stuck in a wall, and her friend was taking the opportunity to lick her pussy!

"Willow, what in the fu-AAAH!" Mackenzie tried to protest, only to lose herself in another cry of pleasure and shock as Willow's tongue worked its magic.

This time it wasn't a single experimental lick. The initial success had spurred Willow on, and the lithe bisexual was now eagerly eating out her friend's glistening sex. It was all Mackenzie could do to keep herself from crying out (after all, she didn't want to draw attention to herself by being loud). In the flood of confused and frantic thoughts racing through Mackenzie's head, one managed to stand out above all others: Willow was really good at what she was doing!

Mackenzie couldn't believe she was thinking such a thing! She was straight, no matter what that drunken night in college had suggested otherwise. She couldn't actually be enjoying having another woman eat her out, it had to just be nerves, or something. Any kind of rational explanation would do...