Fleur was quite happy...to receive another orgasm. Sensing her wife's plan or possible plan, she kissed her back then shifted so she could lay face down on the bed. Legs hanging over the edge, she spread them so that it left her pussy vulnerable and her ass upthrust.
"I vaunt you to work my pussy and spank zee bottom."
If she had heard Lisa utter her thought about rugby, Gabrielle would have been horrified to learn that her mate thought she would ever do sports. But she was out of her mind...human mind, at least. The Veela side was in full control as her tongue thrashed inside the ensnared Turpin. Slurping up all the wetness, the color was slowly returning to the younger Delacour as the womanly nectar gave her body strength.