The room pulses with the rhythm of their hearts as they explore each other's bodies with eager, curious hands. One girl lies back, legs spread wide, as her lover moves between them, her tongue a wicked, wonderful tool. She licks and laps, drawing out moans that echo around the room. The recipient arches her back, pushing herself closer, her fingers tangling in her lover's hair, guiding her, urging her on. The air is thick with their scent, their passion, their desire.