"Liar," she said, reaching up with one hand and releasing Alkaid's breasts to take hold of her by the head. She started to slide around so that her hips were positioned over the young woman's head, strap-on hovering right above her lips while she guided it down, worming up against that entrance and hunting for admission in. The other hand, though, was no less busy. She was oiling up the beads, leaning down to make sure none of that naughty little fabric was in her way...

before the first started to nudge its way gently at the back door. "Go on. Open wide. I think I've heard your pretty little voice for long enough."