Sara's fingers curled deeper with a teasing twist, drawing a sharp gasp from Emma as her hips rocked back against the probing touch, her pussy clenching around the intrusion while fresh slickness coated Sara's knuckles. The dragon's thumb pressed firmer against her clit in slow, deliberate circles, coaxing Emma's moans into a higher pitch as waves of pleasure built steadily, her nipples tightening under the rhythmic flicks through her blouse.

Toucan leaned forward from his seat with a playful grin, his eyes gleaming with voyeuristic delight as he rose and circled the table. "Look at her, so responsive—every little quiver tells a story," he commented, his voice light and observational, drawing chuckles from the group. He took Sara's place with a nod, his hands sliding along Emma's thighs to spread her wider before he knelt, his tongue flicking out to taste the mingled arousal at her entrance. Emma shuddered, her fingers gripping the table as Toucan's playful licks alternated between broad strokes and targeted flicks against her swollen clit, his fingers parting her folds to expose every sensitive inch for the others to watch. "She's dripping for it—see how her body sings?" he murmured between licks, the wet sounds echoing as he sucked gently, building her toward another crest while Deborah and Peter offered murmured encouragements about her flushed skin and trembling thighs.

Stephen approached next, his analytical gaze assessing every reaction as he positioned himself behind her, his hands mapping the curve of her ass with precise pressure. "Let's test the responses methodically," he said, voice steady and commanding, sliding two fingers into her slick pussy alongside Toucan's lingering touch to gauge the tightness and rhythm of her clenches. He thrust with measured strokes, curling to hit the spots that made her gasp loudest, his free hand reaching around to pinch and roll her nipple while noting aloud how her walls fluttered in response. The group's commentary swirled around them—Deborah praising the strategic pace, Sara teasing about Emma's eager wetness—as Stephen adjusted his angle to draw out deeper moans, his cock hardening against her thigh in anticipation of more.

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