Gail led Margaret through the house to the bedroom while Jan followed, stripping as they went. Along with her clothing Jan shed her love of the logical and abandoned herself to sensuality. Jan seated herself at the foot of the bed with legs spread and Gail pressed down on Margaret's shoulders until she went down on all fours, her face directly in front of Jan's needy sex.
"Isn't she pretty, Pet?" Gail asked. Margaret could only nod, licking her lips nervously. Glancing up she saw hunger in Jan's narrowed eyes.
"Aren't her legs just beautiful? Don't you just want to caress them?"
Still not trusting her voice, Margaret nodded again.
"Kiss her knees, Pet." Gail ordered and at the same time reached over to prepare her lover's sex for Margaret's kiss.
As in a trance, Margaret watched Gail's fingers begin stroking the lips of Jan's pussy. She tentatively kissed the inside of Jan's left knee, then her right. Jan responded with a sigh and at the sound, a desire to please overcame Margaret. Her mouth parted and she gently licked the inside of Jan's leg.
"Now what I want you to do Pet," Gail instructed her, "is to keep licking slowly up her leg."
As Margaret's tongue climbed Gail could feel Jan spread wider in anticipation, waiting for a wet mouth on her hot flowering slit. Then Margaret's lips met Gail's moving fingers
"You're doing fine, Pet. Just kiss and lick my fingers as I stir up my lover."
Jan's sex had become humid and welcoming. Gail's fingers delved easily inside Jan's channel. She brought two fingers out and tapped wetly on Margaret's lower lip.
"Open wide and taste, Pet."
Margaret's mind had crossed into a foreign dimension. She was so horny her pussy was seeping and her face was hot. She was ready to do anything they asked for whatever reward they might offer. Her lips parted and she sucked on the proffered fingers.
"Isn't she delicious?"
"Yeth." Margaret mumbled past the fingers playing with her tongue.
"Now worship at the well...and do it sweetly or more spanks!" Gail directed as she reclaimed her fingers.
Gently, Margaret settled her face in between Jan's spread thighs kissed. Her nostrils filled with the aroma of Jan's sex scented pussy. Her tongue emerged like a shy serpent but she discovered Jan's flavor to be enticing. She pressed forward willingly, flattening her tongue for a slow, long lick from Jan's perineum up to her clitoral hood.
"Oh yeah." Jan breathed, "Smooth...just like...that."
Jan's hands took the back of Margaret's head and gripped her hair to pace her efforts. Being on all fours with her mouth and nose buried deeply in Jan's swampy sex felt depraved but Margaret also found herself excited to be the one being used for a change. She lapped up and down Jan's crotch like it was leaking honey.
"Stick your tongue inside me. French my fucking pussy." Jan hissed through pursed lips, "Your face and mouth are mine!" The whole situation had Jan primed and ready.
With Margaret no longer needing any encouragement Gail took time to get rid of her own clothing. With her face pulled into Jan's crotch Margaret struggled for air. She shoved her tongue as far into Jan's pussy as she could until Jan's hips began to buck wildly
"I'm cumming! Um huh!" Jan yelled it out, "OH YEAH!"
A flow of Jan's cum juice filled Margaret's mouth. She drank down what she caught and then continued licking and cleaning Jan's pussy and thighs until the breathing above calmed.
"Aren't you our little go getter!" Jan exclaimed, "You love pleasing, don't you?"
Margaret as at a loss for a reply. The emotions she was experiencing were so new and strange, so unexpected...but she knew she wanted more! Now Margaret had a hand between her legs and it was her pussy that ached to be touched and tasted.
Orchestrating her lover's pleasure had also aroused Gail. She could see Margaret was craving relief. But Gail wasn't feeling that generous. The woman would have to either bring herself off or wait her turn. Gail pulled her off the floor and pushed her onto the bed beside Jan and then she stretched out along Jan's other side.