“Ok,” she said nervously

The Anthro-morph smiled as she said it and slowly licked his way down her body. His rough tongue gracing her neck, her breasts, lingering almost long enough over her nipples. She sighed at the touch of his tongue before he continued down. He paid attention to her tight stomach, kissing and licking slowly further down, each inch he descended he took longer.

Emily turned her head to watch Scott as Manya licked his cock clean, as she watched Manya looked at her, locking eyes with her. “I hope I made your partner happy,” she said in earnest to Emily.

Emily panted at the sight of her golden eyes boring into her before she turned her attention back to Juna. He was kissing and licking the inside of her thighs as he looked up at her through the cleft of her breasts. His golden eyes alive with passion, “Shall I?” he asked her.

Emily nodded, unable to speak and watched his muzzle lower between her legs. His first lick was long and slow and Emily arched in pleasure at the touch of his warm rough tongue.

“I hope you return the favour,” Scott told her as Juna continued to please her. “I hope you lick him like he is licking you.”

“his tongue is so rough,” she told Scott.

“And your mouth is so soft, though looking at him, you might need to use your throat, he is quite big. That is if you don’t want him to fuck you.”

Emily looked over to see Scott’s erection had returned, “It turns you on, to think of him fucking me.” She watched Scott nod as he held Manya’s muzzle to his crotch. “But he could get me pregnant?” Scott half moaned half growled. “Oh my god, it turns you on thinking about someone else getting me pregnant?”

Scott shook his head, “Not someone, something,” he said. “No offence intended.”

Juna looked up at him, “None taken. So, Mistress Emily, would you like me to be inside you? To feel my shaft rub you in ways you have never experienced?” Emily whimpered at his words, “I will pull out if that is what you want.”