Slowly, Alecto kept running the phallus over Spencer's lips. She stared intently as she so lewdly ran her lips and tongue all over it. "It looks like you love how you taste," she mused.

Reaching for her clothes, she slowly shed them as she watched. Alecto stripped down until she was only in the tight corset with the strap on. Reaching for the buckles, she took off the strap on and eased it away from Spencer.

Without warning, she climbed up atop her. Alecto was so wet and swollen and open, she was certain Spencer would be able to tell the second she touched her. Kneeling over her face, she lowered her aching cunt to Spencer's lips and pressed down firmly.

"You are going to make me come. You are going to lick me so well that I am ride your face because I want more of your tongue," she told her as she pressed down to demonstrate her point.