Gardening - another way

Tara Pink's boyfriend had one request that made her smile. He wanted to watch. She liked the idea of giving him that, and she liked the feel of another woman's tongue between her legs. They asked Naomie to join them outside. The garden looked good in the afternoon light, the sofa they carried out looked even better once the two women climbed onto it. Tara went down first. She spread Naomie's thighs and pressed her mouth to her, slow and steady. Naomie answered with her own fingers sliding through Tara's hair, urging her closer. When it was her turn she rolled Tara onto her back and returned the favor, tongue working with quiet focus. Tara's hips lifted. Naomie kept her steady. Both women knew the other was listening to every sound they made, and that the man watching from a few feet away heard it all too.