Still sucking on that deliciously hard nipple, she moved her hands to the button of Max’s jeans. She flipped it open and worked the zipper down. Max gasped and pushed against Tania’s hands. She smiled against the breast beneath her mouth. No, she didn’t need to wait. Max was as eager as she was.

Tania knelt on the floor and pushed the jeans all the way down to Max’s ankles. She stopped then, her face close to but not touching the soft skin of Max’s belly. She looked up, meeting first Jacky’s eyes, which blazed with desire as her fingers rolled Max’s nipples between them, and then Max’s, which were half-closed, her mouth silently forming the word “yes.” Tania’s cunt tightened in response, and she touched the waistband of Max’s delicately silky underwear. She pulled them down slowly, revealing the curly, dark hair. Max’s scent ratcheted up her arousal another hundred notches or so.

She reached around Max to grab Jacky’s thighs. She needed to touch her, to have some connection to her while she did this. She moaned and breathed in. Christ, she had forgotten just how wonderful a face full of damp, curly hair felt. She slowly opened her mouth and pushed her tongue against that hair, teasing softly, enjoying the texture and the hint of what Max tasted like. Max groaned, as did Jacky, and Tania fisted the material at the back of Jacky’s loose-fit jeans. She dipped her tongue lower. Slowly, gently. Savouring. The tip of her tongue slipped over Max’s clit, and Max shuddered with it. The taste was exquisite, and she fought the urge to dive in too hard, too fast.

Jacky threaded her fingers through Tania’s against her own thigh. They gripped each other tightly as Tania let her tongue probe even lower, deeper, coating it in Max’s juice, drinking in the taste of her and groaning at how fucking good it felt. She licked and stroked and delved, now inside, now on Max’s clit, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. She licked not to make her come but just to taste. To feel. Max writhed, panting, gasping, spreading her legs as wide as she could to give Tania better access.

To have a woman this way—and to know Jacky was right there with her—was almost too much for Tania. Tears built, but she blinked them away. She moved her focus, to keep herself in check, and concentrated on bringing Max to a crashing orgasm. She angled her head and dipped her tongue inside Max’s cunt to forcefully fuck her before she slipped back up to her clit. She sucked, nibbled, and licked firmly and steadily, and Max thrust against her as Jacky’s fingers clenched against her own.

She raised her head very briefly to catch Jacky’s attention and said, “Fuck her.”