Initiating Ivette

May knows her way around a woman. She sees Ivette's hesitation and moves in close, slipping her tongue across stiff nipples before sealing her lips around one and sucking with slow, deliberate pressure. Ivette gasps as May drops lower, parting her folds with warm breath, then drags the flat of her tongue through her slit. When May finds her clit she circles it with short, firm strokes, alternating pressure and rhythm until Ivette's thighs begin to shake. Her mouth never leaves the swollen bud for long; each pull and flick is exact. Ivette's hips lift involuntarily, chasing the sensation, and May answers by sliding two fingers inside, stroking while her tongue keeps working above them. Pee streams down her parted thighs in a warm rush. May drinks from it without pause, letting the spray coat her lips before licking Ivette clean again. Her jaw stays busy, tongue relentless, fingers curling, until Ivette's voice breaks and she comes in tight, gasping pulses against May's mouth.