Practice.

Cammie was sitting on the dryer, legs spread and her bikini off. Bea was between her legs, licking feverishly. The moaning was from Cammie...as one would expect. Biting her finger, Cammie groaned again. "G...god, Bea...you're so good with that tongue..." she moaned.

Licking her lips, Bea looked up at Cammie. "Thank you, Master Etna! Anything for you!" she replied before returning to her task. Meanwhile, Abby was...deepthroating a banana? Why the...?

That's when I realized what I was witnessing. Practice. Bea was working on her pussy eating and apparently Abby thought I was roughly the size of a banana, cock-wise. ...well, she was close, but I wasn't curved so much.

Well...this was interesting and all...but I didn't know if I should allow it. I mean...if Etna found me watching this...I would be harmed. Plentifully. And then they would be harmed. So let's not go that route. Should I stop them? Or maybe just leave them be...