Allegra parted her lips obediently when she felt the nipple being brushed over them, dragging her tongue over the little bud before sucking it into her mouth and sucking firmly. She lifted her hands as guided, holding onto the bar, shifting and readjusting her grip a couple of times to get comfortable.
"What happens if I let go?" she asked cheekily, but her legs were already parting, wanting Gwenog to get on with it. She felt sure that she could hang on, at least to begin with, but Gwenog had proved to be... well, as skilled as she had boasted, and she rather doubted she could keep her word for too long.