With a soft groan, Gloria flexed her hips up and down several times. There was a hot wet tongue rolling her clit around now. It was a light feathery touch that made her want it more firmly planted on her clit. Her hands were on her breasts. Where had the two mouths gone, she wondered briefly. The tongue licked her more firmly and she moaned as she raised her hips. Another orgasm was rising slowly. She was flat on her back with her feet up close to her ass and her knees wide apart.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. Her fiancée had eaten her pussy and...