Hancock strips her, and they scissor!

Once they were settled comfortably, Hancock continued to undress Marguerite's body. "You're very lovely," she purred, pulling her top and cape from her torso.

"Not as lovely as you, Mistress," Marguerite smiled as she lifted her hips so Hancock could pull her bottoms down her legs.

Once Marguerite was naked, Hancock leaned in and kissed her passionately. The two women moaned as Hancock slid her own hips over the bed, closer to Marguerite's, and put one leg over Marguerite's, and the other under her other. This placed their vulvas in close proximity with each other. "Ready?" Hancock grinned after she had broken the kiss.

Marguerite panted, and nodded, looking down at where their nether regions were almost kissing in a longing manner. Hancock wasted no time, and scooted her hips the final few inches needed to bring their pussies together. Once they were touching, she began grinding their pelvises together. "Ah!" Marguerite gasped as their delicate womanhoods slid against each other.

Hancock moaned and closed her eyes in delight as she enjoyed the slick friction of their contact. After about a minute, she teased her underling, "Well, you going to let your Mistress do all the work? Put your hips into it too!"

Marguerite nodded, blushing heavily as she began grinding her own hips, ensuring the two got maximum stimulation. They made sure their clitorises came on regular contact with each other, maximizing the stimulation. Hancock grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her closer so she could press her large boobs against Marguerite's slightly smaller, but still generous breasts.

Marguerite whimpered, horny and needy, and without needing prompting, began rubbing her breasts against Hancock's. Hancock smirked, even as she moaned. The genie then pulled Marguerite into a kiss as their climaxes approached rapidly. They both gave muffled screams into each other's mouths as their orgasms hit them full **** almost simultaneously, their bodies going stiff as Hancock and Marguerite's pleasures peaked.

Marguerite then slumped back as she panted. "Wow... Mistress, that was... Amazing..."

""Was?"" Hancock smirked, already recovered. Marguerite looked up, shivering in a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. "We're just getting started, sweetheart..."