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Gia paused for a moment, then shrugged, “I can fuck her when we get home, just have your fun hm?...” Layla swallowed and looked up into Lacy’s gaze, despite her efforts to take and stay in control, she was entirely at the mercy of this girl's rampant desires. She glanced between Lacy and Gia, feeling a seldom felt lust tingle through her body. “A-ah, fuck it, Gia, come here.” Layla said beckoning with a finger for Layla, who was snuggled up to her to move even closer, “Undress and kneel up on the couch.” Gia raised an eyebrow curiously but did as she was told, standing and, under the watchful amorous gazes of both Layla and Lacy, began to strip herself, glad for an excuse to not be the only one clothed and glad to get out of her work attire, especially as the small room began to warm up. Lacy paused for a moment, too enraptured by the sight unfolding before her to focus on Layla’s cock. She’d seen it all a thousand times of course, every inch of Gia intimate and up close, but even now the sight of her olive skin, lush curves and thick cock made her forget to breathe for a moment, too taken in by her beauty and raw sexuality. Naked finally, the only clothes remaining on either of them Layla’s stockings, lace collar and the heels they both wore, she moved to kneel on the couch beside the pair, her olive coloured cock pointing towards them. Set on this path now as Lacy began to move again, slowly urging her hips forward and backwards, the pressure at the point between them growing, Layla reached up, pushing her long middle finger in between Lacy’s lips, feeling it slide over the velvety heat of the surprised girls tongue, “Get it wet slut.” Lacy moaned and did as she was told, Gia watching on curiously as Layla’s finger came back out from between the blushing girl's lips, slick and wet. “Here,” Layla said firmly, shuffling herself down on the couch a little, lowering herself until her lips were at the same level as Gia’s hard cock, her hand reaching out and up between Layla’s thighs, her slick finger moving up between her cheeks to press against and into her tight bubbly ass, causing a surprised gasp to fall from Gia’s lips. Curling her finger Layla pressed it deep into her friend, feeling her move forward and close,r as if to escape the sudden surprise intrusion, but Layla used this to guide her. Lacy, a few beads of sweat forming on her body as she continued to try and work her hips down, struggling to take the girthy tip into her tight little hole, watched as Gia scooched forward, one of the woman's hands coming to rest one on the back of the couch, the other on Layla’s head as she felt the wonderfully unexpected sensation of her hard cock pushing between Layla’s soft full lips and into the new experience of her mouth. “O-oh, oh fuck Layla…” Gia moaned, looking down with wide eyes as the dark-skinned woman put the thick lips of hers that Layla knew Gia loved so much to work on the Italian woman's cock for the first time in their relationship that, up until now, had always just been the maid serving the customer. Layla looked up at Gia, grateful that her dark complexion made the blush that was dominating her cheeks less prominent, she wasn’t by nature a very switchy woman, anime always preferring, when given the option, to be the one giving and the one in charge, but, as her eyes flickered back to Lacy, she wanted to repay Gia for this exquisite gift and, in the moment, she just felt like this was the only way she could show her gratitude. “C-come on…” Lacy whimpered feeling the pressure mounting as she became annoyed with herself for struggling so much, having hoped it would’ve been as ‘easy’ as it had been to take her down into her throat. With the huge tip beginning to spread her little hole wider and wider, demanding entry, Layla, just as impatient to feel more, moved the hand that wasn’t currently sawing a finger in and out of Gia’s thick ass to roughly grip and squeeze Lacy’s hip, dragging the girl down as she thrust her hips up in a sudden burst of force. Lacy gasped in surprise, her back arching, her breasts pressing out and forward as something gave way, her tight little hole stretching and closing behind the ridge of Layla’s black cock head, trapping it inside her slender white body and making what was to come next completely inescapable. Layla moaned around Gia’s thick cock, which, while not as big as her own, was still impressive and filled her mouth. Gliding her hips up and down the shaft she felt the impossible tightness of Lacy’s hot milking hole begin to swallow more of her length, the tip pressing ever deeper into her yielding ass, all eyes on Lacy as she sank lower, taking maybe half of Layla’s cock into her young slender body before paused. She looked at Layla and panted hard, Layla recognising the determination and hunger in the girl's expression as she raised herself slowly back up, her tight ass practically sucking on Layla’s cock, making her moan around Gia’s cock as the pleasure radiated through her like nothing she could remember experiencing before today. Gia rested her hands on Layla’s head, toying idly with her dark hair, moaning and whimpering, her eyes closing as she was treated to a blowjob that she’d long fantasised about receiving, the finger working deep into her ass, pressing against her prostate in sync with the movement of the woman's lips and tongue a more than welcome bonus that sent her own pleasure rocketing upwards. Lacy pressed herself back down with a gasp, letting gravity help the cock to sink an extra inch or so into her body, her hands both coming to rest on Layla’s full breasts, each one more than a handful for the girl as she began to eagerly ride Layla, feeling the resistance in her body melt away until, at last, she felt her ass slap against Layla’s heavy sack, every inch set impossibly deep in her body. Her body went still, her vagina spasmed as she came, the fluids were draining out of her drenching my groin and I could feel it dribbling down between the crack of my ass. “Yeh think they might get jealous? “Right Tanya, anime I’m going round the back and put some weights on. “If you’re any good you won’t be disappointed.” Jill said. “Are you looking at my nail polish there, honey?” Beth asked sweetly, raising her bare feet up and showing off her bright red nail polish. I see fear!” She informed him that the barkeep was going to be gone for several hours on this slow day so that he could stand in a long line to see the only real doctor in a hundred miles and get his monthly dose of DR. SALAMANDER’S CURE-ALL POTION. He gently removed the rest of my clothes then once I was naked, attached each wrist to a post with the cuffs. She had to be careful with the knife because her mind was elsewhere. The shock of thinking that didn’t slow her down, it didn’t send her running away it made her fingers work harder and her breast get squeezed harder than before she splipped a finger deep inside her wet pussy as her body tensed.