#178068 - Gia smiled, projecting her usual strength, poise and confidence despite the small anxiety that now settled in her chest, “Me and my sister have been talking…” She started, noting the look of worry that now played across Lacy’s features as she swallowed her mouthful quickly, speaking before Gia had the chance to continue. Gia smirked playfully and leaned in, pressing her lips to Layla’s and parting her own, her tongue, sweet and keen, slipping between Layla’s plush lips to intermingle and dance with her own pink tongue. “I hope so…” Lacy purred with admiration, biting her lip as she guided the massive length between her cheeks, working her hips up and down in slow gyrating circles, helping it find its place.