Chapter 4
It was tradition. Every year on the company president's birthday they had a big party. No husbands and wives were invited and the booze and food flowed.
This year was the first time Terry and her roommates would attend. They all three dressed carefully and Terry piled her hair on top of her head and wore her tightest sweater.
The party began at noon and lasted until the wee hours. There was a rock band in the company cafeteria and a piano player in one of the larger conference rooms.
The lavish buffet was set up in the main reception room and there were bars all over the place. For the first time in her life Terry tried drinking the hard stuff and became stoned almost immediately.
"I'll take care of her," Brad Frazier assured Laura.
Terry giggled and clung to him. "Yummy!" she said.
"I don't feel so good," Laura said, and she dashed for the ladies room to throw up.
"I think you'd better lay down," Brad said, taking Terry's arm and guiding her down the hall.
"I'll go too," Bill Dunlap, a good friend of Brad's said.
Both men bustled her down the hall and Terry's feet barely touched the floor. They dropped her onto a sofa and left her alone in the room.
She gazed around and giggled drunkenly. She loved the attention she was receiving from Brad, but wished he'd return. Bill was cute too, she thought as she tried to get up. She slumped back onto the sofa. There was no way she could stand.
She glanced around the room and giggled mindlessly. She was vaguely aware of a strange feeling in her pussy. She moved her hands to her cunt and rubbed her gash through her clothes. Electric-like sparks raged through her and she realized in that moment that every nerve-ending in her body was tingling.
She began to wonder if Brad and Bill were going to return at all. Maybe they were going to leave her here to sleep it off. But she didn't feel like sleeping. She lay there floating in space while she moved her hands over her pussy and stroked herself.
"You started without us," a deep voice said.
She glanced up into Brad's eyes. "You're back!" she giggled.
"Did you think I wouldn't be?" he smiled, helping her sit up and handing her a martini.
"Oh, I don't know about this," she said as she sipped the drink. "I'm already pretty dizzy," she hiccuped.
"This'll help you sober up," Brad said, urging her to gulp the rest of the martini. "It's not like the other stuff."
Bill walked into the room then with a plateful of pastries. "You have no idea how good this shit tastes when you're rocking," he said to no one in particular as he bit into an eclair. Brad handed an eclair to Terry who bit deeply and choked on the cream. She handed it back to him and closed her eyes as she stroked her tits.
"You turned-on, honey?" Brad said, closing his hand over hers as she rubbed her tits.
"Dynamite!" she giggled.
"It does it every time," Brad chuckled. In her stoned haze, she heard the rustle of clothes being removed. When she opened her eyes, both men were slipping their shirts off. Every moment seemed to last forever as she watched their muscular chests emerge.
Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth and moved over her lips. "You're beautiful," she said to Brad, licking her lips and spreading her legs.
"What about me?" Bill said. "Aren't I pretty too?"
"My pussy is so hot," she sighed, pulling her skirt up and cupping her hand over her pussy.
"That's the idea," Brad said as he sat down on the edge of the sofa and stroked her tits.
"But I'm so wet and hot," she sighed. "I've never felt like this before."
She rubbed her inner thighs as she spoke. Somewhere in her subconscious mind she knew she was exposing her cunt to two strange men. But it didn't seem to matter. It didn't even seem to matter that her best friend was in love with Brad. Her cunt was hot and wet and nothing mattered anymore except satisfying its craving.
Both men were naked from the waist up, but still wore their jeans. Bill sat on the floor, leaning against the wall and rubbing the big bulge in his crotch. Brad sat next to her on the sofa and stroked her as she eyed the bulge in his crotch.
"Keep playing with yourself, honey," Brad said. "Get yourself good and hot."
"I've never felt this way before," she said. She gazed at both men. Their cocks stood out, rigid and throbbing inside their jeans. Oh, Lordie! she thought. What am I doing here?
Her hand busily stroked her pussy as she gazed from one prick to the other. Brad leaned over and slipped his hand inside her sweater to tease her tits.
He forced his hand inside her tightly packed bra and flicked her nipple. He pinched and pulled her lust-stiffened nipple and she rubbed her clit.
"Let's get her clothes off," Bill said as he rose up from the floor and approached the sofa.
Four hands went to work on her then. They pulled and tugged at her clothes. Terry lifted her ass and let them slide her skirt off. They pulled her sweater over her head and her bra off her tits. They snickered when they saw her garter belt and stockings and each man slid a stocking off her legs.
Now she was completely naked and she spread her thighs wide and touched the dampness of her snatch. "I've never felt this way before," she said again and then giggled uncontrollably.
"She's really out of it," Bill chuckled as both men struggled out of their jeans and shorts.
Terry grabbed for one of their pricks. She no longer cared who it belonged to. Both were big and stiff. She curled her fingers around it and Brad grunted as she squeezed his pulsating fuck-stick.
"Come on, momma," he chanted. "Give it a good workout."
"Isn't she Laura's roommate?" Bill said.
"Yeah," Brad said, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched.
"She's a sexy bitch, isn't she?" Bill said as Terry ran her fingers up and down the length of Brad's cock and cupped his jism-filled balls.
"That's what they say," Brad chuckled pumping his ass and pushing his cock against her hand.
Terry wondered if Bill was married. Then suddenly she felt herself being pushed down onto the floor.
"How about a little head?" Brad said, straddling her tits. "Let's have a little deep throat, kiddo!"
She opened her, jaws wide and waited for him to plunge his prick inside her mouth. Bill stretched out on his side next to her and toyed with her tits as Brad slapped his stiff prick against her moist lips.
"Look at this bitch," Brad said. "She can't wait to get her lips around it."
"She's so fucking stoned, she doesn't know what hit her," Bill said.
"Yeah, but she's hot," Brad said. "This is a hot cunt. I can tell."
And once again he slapped his cock against her face. "Lick it, bitch!" he said. "Lick it good!"
A shiver of excitement shot through her as he beat her with his stiff dick. She flicked her tongue over his juiced-up cockhead. When Bill took her hand and closed her fingers over his prong, she eagerly squeezed his male-meat as she darted her tongue over Brad's cockshaft.
She dragged her nails over Bill's balls, fluttering her fingers up to his cock-knob and touching the drop of jizz brimming in his piss slit. He pumped his rod in and out of her sweaty palm. She used her other hand to grab Brad's prick and force it into her mouth.
She parted her lips and slid his dick-meat into the hot cave of her mouth. Once it was inside she closed her lips and sucked in a few inches of his cockshaft.
"I'm gonna fuck your throat!" he said huskily as he pressed his balls against her chin. "I'm gonna fuck your fucking throat, bitch cunt!"
She pumped frantically on Bill's dick while she sucked more and more of Brad's cock into her mouth. Brad's butt grazed her tits and he reached back and stroked her snatch while he fed her his meat.
Suddenly Brad lurched forward and plunged his cock all the way inside her throat. She choked and tried to force it out, but he held fast and she controlled her gag-reflex.
And then Brad was stretched out on his back and she was hovering over him. Her long dark hair was tickling his thighs and his cock was jammed against the back of her throat.
He held her head and fucked her face with deep thrusts of his prick. His cock slid all the way inside her until her nose was buried in his cock-bush.
Bill had moved behind her and was pawing her cunt and ass while she deep-throated Brad. He plunged two fingers into her gash and tweaked her clit, and the horny brunette secretary sucked gluttonously on Brad's fuckpole.
"I'm gonna stick my cock into your ass," Bill said in her ear.
"Oh, Lord!" she gasped.
He squeezed her ass and chanted in her ear. "I'm gonna plug your shitter and make you see stars, baby. I'm gonna fuck your eyes out and make you beg for more. Right up your chocolate highway, baby. I'm gonna give it to you right up the old shit-chute."
Terry sucked Brad's cock back into her mouth and swayed her firm ass as Bill gripped her hips and pulled her asscheeks apart. He exposed her tight bunghole and she squealed as Brad plunged his prick against her tonsils.
"Give it to her," Brad snickered as he fucked her mouth. "Give her the old backdoor routine. Make it nice and loose for me, old-buddy.
"Shit, that's what I'm doing," Bill said, as he spread her pussy-juice over her ass crease and squeezed a finger into her shitter.
Terry's body floated as he rubbed his cockhead against her asscrack. She continued sucking Brad's cock, but trembled at the feel of Bill's fuck-stick against her shit-tunnel.
"It won't be long now, baby," Bill croaked. "I'm gonna send it up your hot little butt. Are you ready?"
"She's ready," Brad snickered. "Why don't you do it, buddy?"
"Oh, you tight, hot, asshole, you!" Bill shouted as he rammed forward and forced his cockhead into her tight hole.
She stopped breathing when he impaled his cock in her rear end. His prick went in easily because she was too stoned to fight it. And the pain which she'd expected never materialized, but her tortured asshole sucked his cock inside and caressed it.
She wiggled her ass as he began fucking her shitter. She gluttonously sucked and licked Brad's prick while Bill split her butt in two with his thrusting cock.
Brad stroked her hair as she slid her mouth up and down his fuckpole.
"Is it good, baby?" Brad said as he poked his cock in and out of her asshole.
She gurgled and nodded her head as she devoured Brad's cock.
"She's a natural," Bill chuckled.
"Don't make her talk, Brad snickered. "She's giving me the best blow-job of my life."
"Better than Laura?" Bill said.
"Oh, fuck, I forgot about Laura!" Brad said. "One good fuck and she'll be meek as a lamb."
"Jesus," Bill grunted. "I'm in so deep I can feel shit!"
Brad held her face and speared his cock deep inside her throat. "I'll bet you never thought you'd get two holes plugged at once, cutie," he said.
Terry mumbled as she chomped on his dick. He chuckled and pulled her hair until she was forced to release his cock from her lips.
"You ruined my hair!" she wailed.
"Yes, baby, yes," he chuckled. "Do you want my cock in your cunt while my buddy's plugging your ass?"
"Oh, yes!" she squealed.
"Then get your sweet little cunt over my cock and I'll give it to you!"
Bill thrust his poker in and out of Terry's ass. "You gonna fuck her cunt?" he panted.
"Yeah," Brad said. "Hold still for a minute, will ya?"
Bill pushed his cock inside the hot secretary's asshole and rested against her while Brad moved his cock under her pussy. Terry whimpered as he inserted his prick inside her cunthole.
He jiggled it around until it slipped inside her gash. Terry moaned when he pushed forward and sent his entire fuckpole into her split beaver.
Now she was stuffed fore and aft with stiff male-meat. The horny secretary was convulsed with lust. She'd never experienced such sensations before. Every nerve-ending exploded as the two pricks filled her hot holes.
Bill began moving again, splitting her asshole in two with his thrusting dick. The two men fucked her in unison. Almost by plan, one pushed in while the other pulled out. One minute her asshole was filled with Bill's cock and the next minute her cunthole was filled with Brad's.
Her tits jiggled and bounced over Brad's chest and he reached up and sucked one massive boob into his mouth. He lashed his tongue over her tit while he humped up and down and fucked her cunt with his upthrust dick.
Her long hair had tumbled down onto her shoulders and she rode both cocks in a grass dazed trance. Squishing sounds filled the air as Brad's cock squeezed in and out of her dripping cunt.
The small office smelled of sex. All three moaned and grunted and Terry smelled the maleness of cock-cream and perspiration mixed with her own fragrant pussy-juice.
Brad squeezed one tit brutally while he sucked on the other. Bill pulled her asscheeks apart and shot his prick in and out of her shitter while he mumbled about what a good fuck she was.
She moved a hand to her cunt and diddled her clit while Brad stroked his fuck-stick in and out of her twat. Her sweat-slick body writhed with ecstasy as one orgasm after the other rocked her senses.
It was too much for Brad. Her cunt squeezed his cock and he gave a final thrust before shooting his load into her pussy-pocket.
"Oh, fuck!" Bill cried, pummeling his cock in and out of her asshole.
He came then too, unloading his cream in her shiner. Terry felt her pussy convulse as he dumped his load into her butt-hole. Brad's cock continued ramming in and out of her cunt and she felt their cream mingle inside her exquisitely tortured body.
They continued pounding her pussy and asshole until their cocks were limp and then they pulled out and fell over onto the rug gasping for breath.
"Open the door," a voice that all three recognized as Laura's said out in the hall. "I know you're in there, Brad!"
"Oh, fuck!" Brad whispered, scrambling to his feet. "Just a sec, hon," he said.
He grabbed his clothes and started dressing. "Just a minute, hon." He whispered to Bill and Terry to hurry and dress. "If she knows we were fucking she'll make my life hell," he said about the lusty blonde. "It's our secret, huh?"
Terry nodded and slipped into her clothes as Laura jiggled the doorknob. "Hurry up," the blonde hissed through the door. "Hurry the fuck up and open the door!"
When Laura sashayed into the room, Terry was sitting primly and sipping a drink and Brad and Bill sat together on the sofa.
"Well, what's been going on in here?" Laura said pointedly as she stalked into the room.
She sat down on Brad's lap and ruffled his hair. "You haven't been doing anything naughty, have you?" she said in a husky voice. She kissed him and tongued his mouth and when she broke the kiss she turned to Terry and smiled coolly.
"You're my best friend, so I just know you wouldn't try to take Brad away from me," she said.
Terry blushed and tried to pin her hair back on top of her head.
"What's the matter, honey?" Laura said coldly. "The wind get to your hair?"
Bill saved the day by standing up and pulling Terry to her feet. "I was teaching her a new dance and twirling her around like this."
He took Terry into his arms and danced her around the small office. The brunette felt grateful and sank against his chest.
Brad clutched one of Laura's tits and pulled her close to him. "Is my little cutie jealous?" he said softly as he plunged his tongue into her mouth.
Terry watched as the two embraced and felt a stab of jealousy as Brad caressed Laura's ass.
"Stay cool," Bill whispered in Terry's ear.
"I just know that while I was puking my guts out my best friend wasn't making a pitch for my boyfriend," Laura continued as she turned to Terry. "Was she?"
Terry and Bill stood still while Terry pressed her cheek into his shoulder.
"Why don't you can it?" Bill said. "It's a party and we're only trying to have a good time."
"Yeah, honey, let's swing," Brad said. "Terry didn't do anything. She's a good kid and a good friend. As a matter of fact." He grinned. "I have a great idea."
"What, darling?" Laura cooed as she stroked his cock through his jeans.
"Why don't you two girls put on a little show for us?"
"What kind of show?" Laura said suspiciously.
"A show show," Brad snickered. He pushed the blonde off his lap and winked at both women. "Use your imagination."
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," Laura said. She turned to Terry and glared. "Since you've spent so much time with him lately, maybe you know what he's talking about."
"Really," Terry said. "We haven't been alone a minute. Bill was here the whole time."
"And we all know what a great chaperone Bill is," Laura said.
"Brad's right," Bill said. "Why don't you girls put on a show for us. After all, it's the old man's birthday and a day to celebrate."
"Fuck the old man," Laura said. "I'm not gonna be part of any kinky scene."
"What exactly do you mean?" Terry said primly.
"Well, look who's interested!" Laura hissed.
Brad and Bill ignored her. "Why don't you two girls ball for us?" he said.
Terry's mouth dropped open and she stared at the floor.
"What did you think they meant, dummy!" Laura said.
Terry was sobering up, but the idea wasn't totally repugnant to her. She admired Laura's body and had a natural curiosity about making love to another woman.
"Terry looks interested," Bill snickered.
"Yeah, honey," Brad said stroking Laura s neck as he rose up and stood behind her. "I'd sure love to watch the two of you girls."
Laura turned to him and melted. "You would?" she said.
He kissed her cheek and tweaked her nipple. "I sure would," he said.
Laura turned to Terry and raised an eyebrow. "You'd do it?" she said.
"Why, I don't know . . ." Terry stuttered.
"I'm all confused."
"Try it," Bill said. "You can stop anytime you want to."
"But neither of us is lesbo," Laura said. "I'm not sure what to do."
"Do what comes naturally," Brad said. "And if you get stuck, we'll help out."
"What do you say, Terry?" Laura said. "Shall we give it a whirl?"
"I will if you will," Terry said.
Laura moved closer to the brunette and the two men sank down on the sofa to watch. "Start by undressing," Brad said. He was flushed with excitement and Terry noticed his prick pushing against his fly.
Terry giggled nervously as Laura reached out and began pulling the brunette's sweater over her tits. She raised her arms and let the blonde pull the sweater up over her head.
When Terry stood waiting helplessly for Laura to unhook her bra, the two men applauded and smacked her lips lewdly.
"Now you're cookin'," they chuckled. "Take it all off!" Brad said.
Laura yanked open Terry's bra and pulled the lacy cups away from Terry's tits. "You've never seen her tits, I know," she smirked sarcastically.
Now Terry tugged Laura's sweater up over her head and soon the blonde was standing next to her with her tits bulging over her bra. "I'll do it myself," Laura snapped, pulling her bra straps down and flaunting her pink-tipped tits.
She cupped her boobs and did a little dance in the middle of the room. "Mine are bigger, aren't they, boys?" she smiled.
Terry knew hers were just as large, but she said nothing. If Laura wanted to play that game she'd let her.
When Laura slipped her skirt off, Terry followed suit and soon both women were down to their garter belts and stockings.
Laura deliberately wiggled her hips and tottered around the tiny office on her four-inch heels. She jiggled her boobs and bounced her ass, and even raked her nails through her cunt-muff.
Laura suddenly stretched out on the floor, still wearing her garter belt and stockings. She slipped her shoes off and spread her legs as she stroked her cunt-mound.
"Spread 'em!" Brad snickered as he slipped down onto the floor and leaned against the sofa. He stroked his cock as Terry lay down too, still wearing her garter belt and stockings.
She found her excitement mounting as she stroked her tits and gazed at Laura. The blonde no longer seemed angry and Bill slipped down onto the floor next to Brad to watch as the two women rolled onto their sides and faced each other.
They giggled as Laura touched Terry's tits. Terry licked her lips and felt her pussy moisten as her roommate squeezed her puckered nipple.
Her tit-tip stiffened and throbbed as Laura bent down and flicked the tip of her tongue over the pinkish nub. Terry sighed and thrust herself forward as she tried to force more of her boob into the blonde's mouth.
"Suck it in," Brad said, his eyes glittering as he stroked his prick.
"Yeah, suck it all in." Bill echoed.
Laura brought her mouth closer to Terry's boobs and closed her fingers over one while she lightly tongued the other. "Hey, this isn't bad," she cried. "Not bad at all!"
"Shit, look at that cunt!" Brad said as Laura sucked the tip of one of Terry's nipples into her moist lips.
Terry gasped when her nipple disappeared inside Laura's eager mouth. Laura slithered her tongue back and forth over the rubbery tip
and stroked Terry's other massive jug.
She sucked more and more of Terry's tit into her mouth and lashed her nipple with her tongue. Terry felt herself grow weak with lust and she closed her eyes and let her legs splay open.
The men grabbed a bottle and passed it around between them as Laura tongued and stroked Terry's boobs. When one of them stuck the bottle between Terry's lips, she automatically drank deeply.
After a few more tokes the giddy brunette was once more stoned. She strained to press more and more of her huge boobs against Laura's mouth.
Laura moved her mouth hungrily from one pink-nippled tit to the other. She stroked and caressed with her fingers as she laved and nipped with her lips and teeth.
Brad shoved the joint inside Laura's lips then and the blonde was forced to release Terry's tits. She too inhaled deeply on the grass and after a while Brad moved to the side and Laura clamped her mouth back over Terry's tits.
Now the brunette secretary felt Laura suck with total abandon. And instead of using her free hand to caress her jugs, she snaked it over
her belly.
Laura's fingers moved lightly and teasingly over Terry's rib cage and navel. The rounded softness of Terry's belly rose and fell with every caress of the blonde's hand as it moved closer and closer to her pussy.
Terry moaned and writhed her ass on the rough carpet. She ground down, trying to get some friction on her turned-on cunt.
"Oh, fuck, that's good!" Terry shrieked when Laura lowered her hand to the brunette's cunt-muff.
"Shit, will you look at those two bitches?" Brad chuckled crazily, taking another swig.
"Man, oh, fucking man!" Bill said hoarsely.
Now Terry noticed that both men had unzipped their flies and taken their pricks out. Both of their cocks were hard and they pumped them as they passed the joint back and forth.
The fact that she and Laura were being observed by Brad and Bill made it all the more exciting. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that what they were doing was crazy and wild, but it didn't matter. For some reason she felt safe and warm and incredibly alive.
Now the hot brunette welcomed Laura's
hand against her hot and hungry pussy. Cunt syrup poured out of her gash and Laura ran her fingertips over the velvety folds.
Laura continued sucking gluttonously on Terry's nipples while she explored her cunt with her fingers. She lightly rubbed Terry's juice-slick cunt-pulp back and forth. She scooped up some cuntjuice and wantonly brought it to her lips and licked it off.
The men hooted and yelled and cheered the lusty blonde on as they beat their meat. "Work on her clit," Brad snickered. "She's got a fuckin' giant clit!"
"And how would you know?" Laura giggled as she turned her attention to Terry's stiffened love-berry.
Brad chuckled in response and Terry moaned and whimpered as Laura pinched her clit between her thumb and forefinger. She rammed her pussy up at Laura's hand and sobbed.
She tossed her head from side to side on the floor, her hair tumbling down over her shoulders and tits. Her face was flushed and her eyes glazed.
She babbled incoherently as Laura stabbed two fingers into her gash and wiggled them around. She used her thumb on Terry's clit as
she frigged her snatch and the two men moved closer to watch.
Terry tried to imprison Laura's hand between her legs. She humped her ass up off the floor and frantically tried to pump her cunt against Laura's stroking fingers.
But the blonde was just as determined to run the show. "Easy, there, bitch!" Laura hissed as she finger-fucked Terry's twat and stroked her petal-like cunt-folds.
"I need more!" Terry wailed, thrashing her legs in the air. "I need more! Give me more!"
"Give her more, Laura!" Brad said as he stared at the sex-mad brunette.
"And what exactly do you have in mind?" Laura said, cocking her head.
"Get your mouth on her cunt!" Brad said.
"Shit!" Bill grunted, inhaling the joint and moving closer to the two women.
"If it'll turn you on, honey," Laura said.
She turned around and climbed between Terry's thighs. She gripped them in her hands, leaning over and moving her face close to her gash.
"Like this?" she grinned at Brad as she dipped her mouth over Terry's gaping gulch.
"Oh, fuck!" Brad breathed. "Oh, fuck!" Laura pressed her lips against Terry's juice
drenched snatch. She spread her cuntflaps open and flicked her tongue over the brunette's glistening mound.
Terry trembled as she clamped her thighs against Laura's head. She noticed the two men watching, beating their meat as Laura pressed her entire face against Terry's twat.
Terry came the moment Laura s tongue touched her clit. She blacked out for a moment from the intensity of the climax and when she opened her eyes Laura was wiping her cuntjuice off her face.
"Whew," the blonde giggled. "I just got a shower of cunt-cream like you wouldn't believe," she said to the men.
"It's your turn now," Brad said, tugging at Terry's arm.
Terry felt confused. She struggled to sit up and stared at the two men. Her mouth felt dry and she pulled her knees back to her tits, totally exposing her cunt.
"My turn?" she whispered.
"Sure, baby," Brad said. "There's no such thing as a free lunch."
"What he means, honey," Laura said with saccharine sweetness, "is that it's your turn to eat my cunt now."
"Oh, Jesus!" Terry gasped, hugging her
knees to her tits. "Do it!" Brad said sternly.
"I don't know if I can!" Terry whined.
Suddenly Brad moved to her side and yanked her hair hard.
"Ouch!" Terry cried.
"Get your mouth on her cunt!" Brad hissed.
Terry noticed that Laura had stretched out on her back and had spread her legs wide. The blonde was giggling crazily as she rolled around, enjoying Terry's discomfort.
The brunette secretary knew she had no choice. She took a deep breath and forced herself to climb between Laura's legs as the blonde had done to her.
Laura stopped giggling when Terry closed her hands over the blonde's tits. She shivered when Terry tweaked her nipples and squeezed her massive melons.
And suddenly Terry needed no encouragement. She felt her pussy moisten as she kneaded Laura's firm boobs. She moved her face closer to the blonde's bobbing tits and realized she was salivating: She wanted to suck Laura's tits! She wanted to suck her tits and her pussy!
Oh, Christ, am I turning into a lesbian? she
thought.
She shook the thought from her mind as she bent down and sucked one of Laura's tits into her mouth. It felt so strange to be sucking another woman's boob.
She sucked in more of the blonde's tit and rolled her tongue over her nipple. Somewhere in her mind she heard Laura moaning and felt the blonde's fingers gripping her head. But she paid no attention to the men. The only things that existed for her at this moment were Laura's bouncing tits and her cunt.
She pulled her mouth off the blonde's nipples and stared down at her hot hairy gulch. Laura's cunt-flaps gaped open. She had seen Laura naked hundreds of times at home, but never like this.
"She's really getting into it!" Bill said.
"Yeah, they always do;" Brad said.
Terry tossed her long hair over one shoulder and stuck her tongue out at the men. Then she moved her face over Laura's steaming cunt and inhaled her pungent pussy-aroma.
She blew her warm breath over Laura's twat and held her cuntlips open while she plastered her hungry mouth over her gash. Laura humped her ass off the floor and cried out as Terry dipped her tongue into her cunt hole.
She moved her hands to Laura's velvet skinned butt and brought her cunt up to meet her sucking mouth. She sucked and licked and lapped and nipped while the blonde shivered with excitement.
"I love it!" Laura shrieked. "Who needs men?"
"You do, bitch," Brad chuckled as he moved closer and caressed Laura's hair. "And don't you forget it."