Pregnancy has awakened something primal in Vlasa and Semera. They find themselves entwined, their curves pressing together as Vlasa's tongue traces a path down Semera's belly to her wet, waiting slit. Semera's breath hitches as Vlasa's tongue finds her clit, circling, pressing, and sucking until Semera's thighs quiver with release. They switch places, their bodies glistening with sweat and desire, as Semera returns the favor, her tongue pushing deep inside Vlasa, bringing her to a shuddering orgasm.