"God, yeah." I said, turning over my shoulder and looking into Brenda's eyes. Her expression was a little mischievous but caring as she kissed me, our lips moving together with more purpose than before. Her hand moved under my dress, finding the join of my hips, her long fingers pressing at my vulva.

I opened my mouth for her, feeling her tongue flick into my mouth, my hands exploring her shoulders, my fingers sliding down and pulling the straps of her dress off and down to her cleavage. Her boobs were as small as mine, but that just meant I knew exactly how to make a girl with small boobs scream. I pulled the small triangle of fabric down, exposing the cherry blossom pink nipple that topped Brenda's absolutely perfect breast. I sucked hard, flicking my tongue across the top as my lips clenched around and pulled the areola into my mouth.

Brenda sighed, "Vi…god, you're so…ohhh, you're really fucking good with that mouth…mmm…" She slipped her hand between my legs, my thighs opening for her as I kissed my way across her chest. Even if Brenda wasn't exactly my type, she was obviously still a hell of a lot of fun.

Brenda slid my panties to the side and worked two fingers into me. I spread my legs open, wordlessly telling her she could continue.

"Oh…fuck…oh my god…yes, Wendy, right there!" Yara yelped, throwing her head back, her voluminous hair bouncing and swaying. "That's it…don't stop, oh…you are…mmm, you're a perfect little slut, aren't you, Wendy? I know you…mmm…oh, yes…oh…god, I'm coming…"

Brenda pulled me away from her tit and turned my head toward the scene. "I don't want you to miss your friend coming, do I?"

I watched, Yara's chest rising and falling, one of her nipples having slipped out of the top of her dress during the past few minutes. "Fuck, Wendy, don't stop…oh my god…"

Wendy didn't stop, not by a long shot. Her head bobbed furiously, and I saw her ass flexing as she put everything into taking Yara to her second orgasm.

Brenda pressed her mouth to my ear as Yara got closer and closer to orgasm. "Does she look sexy, Vi? You see the way her leg muscles are tensing? The way her toes are curling…my wife is making her come so goddamn hard."

"Mmm…it's so hot…" I said, my hand gripping at my tit.

Yara's breath hitched, she began to shake. "Fuck, oh my god…oh, yes…" I looked down at Yara's feet, her toes splaying out wide, then clenching, as the orgasm finally ended. The smile on Yara's face was thousands of miles wide.

"Oh…fuck, Wendy." Yara gripped the side of Wendy's head, tilting her away from her pussy, and even as Wendy's face was exposed, I could see her still lapping at Yara's wetness.

"Quite a welcome, right?" Brenda said to Yara.