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They stood alongside Bruno’s Mustang as Marie gave directions to her 
place, which was four blocks away.

"Ya ain’t gonna find a space there, might as well leave it parked right 
here." Marie advised. Bruno nodded glumly and they started walking, 
Bruno two or three steps behind the women.

Marie and Ginger were now arm in arm, with Ginger leaning her head on 
Marie’s shoulder. Bruno watched as Marie’s arm disengaged from Ginger’s 
and relocated to Ginger’s ass, looking and finding the crack and probing 
for her anus. Ginger shrieked with joy, and seemed to push against 
Marie’s probing finger.

Bruno felt himself getting hard. This was not going to be easy he 
thought as he continued to follow at a distance.

A few minutes later, Marie stopped in front of an old brownstone 
tenement, turned and grinned at Bruno. "This be the place. Ya comin’ in 
but make nice, okay? Bruno grunted his acceptance of the terms. Things 
have a way of changing, he thought philosophically. Marie inserted her 
key in the door and opened it permitting the group access to a roomy 
vestibule. Closing the door, Marie turned to Ginger and moved in close 
enough that Ginger could feel and smell her breath. She thought it 
delightfully obscene. Marie voice was sultry as she asked, "Has he seen 
your tits?"

"Err . ."

"For Christ’s sake I asked a simple question. Has Bruno here seen yer 
tits or for that matter has he fucked ya?"

"Yeah, he has," Ginger intimidated again spoke so softly they had to 
strain to hear her answer.

"That’s all I wanted tuh know. I don’t like breakin’ in virgins, ya 
know," and she poked Ginger on the arm.

"Now take yer top off and lemme see those tits, gorgeous."

Slowly Ginger complied, handing her top to Bruno.

With her arms crossed across her chest, Marie casually inspected 
Ginger’s firm breasts and was heard to mutter, "They’ll do." To Bruno 
they were a magnificent pair and he recalled the night before and her 
unwashed body. "It’s different tonight," he thought. "Really different." 
He leaned against the inner door and watched as Marie cupped Ginger’s 
breast in one hand while placing the other around her neck and drew 
Ginger’s mouth to hers. Ginger’s arms went around her neck and she 
pressed her body against her lover to be.

Marie revealed her hunger for Ginger to Bruno as she dragged her tongue 
from one corner of Ginger’s mouth to the other. Breaking off the kiss 
abruptly, Marie began a close inspection of Ginger’s nipples. Bruno 
watched as Marie’s eyes brightened the moment she caressed the now 
stiff, hard nipples. Ginger stood there at attention, hands at her 
sides, her legs trembling slightly as she grew wetter and wetter while 
Marie pawed her breasts.

"Drop your pants, slut," barked Marie and Ginger quickly complied. She 
had not replaced her panties following her activity in the backseat 
earlier and this impressed Marie momentarily.

"You were pretty sure you were gonna score tonight weren’t cha?" Marie 
smiled and crouched down, careful not to soil her slacks, and her finger 
traced the juices tricking down Ginger’s leg. Then Marie found the 
sperm. Some still drying, but a rather large deposit was still inside 
Ginger oozing out.

"Well I’ll be damned." And she angrily whirled on Bruno. "You fuck! 
You’ve fucked her already."

Bruno smiled. "That I did. What’s ‘a matter, don’t like sloppy seconds?" 
Angrily Marie lashed her hand out and her nails left a long scratch on 
his cheek that soon began to bleed profusely.

Instead of hitting her, Bruno grabbed her and holding her close to him 
mashed his mouth against hers. She struggled against him while Ginger 
looked on, her nipples growing larger by the second. Her hand moved to 
the folds of her cunt as though it had a mind of its own. She was 
fingering herself frantically when Bruno broke off the kiss and smeared 
his bloody face on Marie’s fine linen jacket.

"You cocksucker, look what’ cha done," Marie complained. But, Bruno 
noted not that bitterly and filed the thought away.

"Stick to business," he warned. "Lookit she’s getting’ off for us." He 
smiled even as the blood cascaded down his face. He reached into a 
pocket and withdrew a clean handkerchief and pressed it against the 
wound.

Marie watched as Ginger strove to herself off. She moved to Ginger and 
held her hand still. Ginger was trembling, at the edge of cuming, but 
fearful of losing Marie.

The older woman gestured to Ginger to move closer and she did. Marie 
slowly placed her hand under Ginger’s breast and hefted it, testing the 
weight. "Nice tits, Ginger," was her only comment and she took the tip 
of the nipple in her mouth and began to suckle. Ginger groaned and 
trembled, and her arm reached around Marie to pull the woman tighter 
against her.

Marie slid downward and onto her knees, pulling Ginger with her. Bruno 
could feel the heat being generated by the two women.

Marie never relinquished her prize for a second. She kneaded the mass of 
the breast with one hand, pushing the nipple forward, deeper into her 
hot mouth. She drew Ginger’s pleasure up, centering all of Ginger’s 
attention on that one set of assaulted nerve-endings. Ginger was amazed. 
The older woman had guessed correctly and found Ginger’s most sensitive 
nipple, and was now playing the pleasure center like a violin, setting 
Ginger’s body afire. Ginger ground her hips against Marie’s and the 
older woman fell back to sit on her heels, letting their legs 
intertwine. Her arousal reaching a desperate point, Ginger started 
rubbing herself against Marie’s thigh and felt Marie’s hips move on her 
thigh. The crotch of Marie’s linen slacks was hot and damp. Knowing she 
was the cause of this arousal sent Ginger into a small orgasm. The seam 
of the slacks rode roughly against Marie’s engorged bud, sending shots 
of ecstasy through her. Bruno heard incoherent moans and whimpers came 
from both women.

"Oh, Christ . . . I can’t . . ." Ginger couldn’t complete her sentence.

"Yes . . .yes . . .yes you can!" Marie half moaned to her. Are ya gonna 
cum for me now baby?"

"I . . .I . . ."

Their mouths met in a blind, searing kiss. They mixed their breath, 
gasping and moaning into each other’s mouths. Ginger felt the heat and 
tension rising and spreading from her groin into her stomach, her chest. 
Her muscles locked and she screamed into Marie’s mouth. She felt Marie’s 
thigh withdraw contact from her and then her hand darted between 
Ginger’s legs. Marie pressed her palm against Ginger’s spasming clit and 
caused it to vibrate rapidly against it, causing Ginger to cum 
violently. Ginger screamed and cursed into Marie's neck, her body bent 
in a rictus of rapture.

It went on and on and on, Marie holding her close and continuing to 
grind her hand against her, slowly the waves began to slow and shrink, 
Marie shifted her hand a little and pushed one finger into Ginger, who 
turned her head toward Bruno and looked at him pleadingly. Confused and 
fully aroused, he took a step forward and placed his hand on her neck, 
pulling her mouth close to his. Ginger’s tongue was reaching for his but 
froze in place as she reacted to Marie’s locating her g-spot. Ginger was 
only vaguely aware of this spot, never having found it herself. The 
touch of Marie’s finger there set Ginger screaming and a set of short 
convulsions swept her body.

"Oooooooo, here I . . . . Oooooh, there’s an . . .nuther . . .Oh, Jesus! 
I’m cum . . .cum . . .cuming!

"Ohhh shit! . . .I . . .ca . . .can’t . . . .stop the fu . . .fuckin’ . 
. ."She buried her face in Marie’s hair, her curses becoming incoherent 
shrieks as the minutes stretched on.

Ginger gradually came back to herself, sobbing and whimpering, curled in 
Marie’s arms on the floor. Marie’s hand was still massaging, but she was 
allowing Ginger to sink back to consciousness. After a moment more, 
Marie withdrew her hand from the throbbing, wet cunt and wrapped herself 
around Ginger, who gasped and shuddered with her sobs, clinging to Marie 
as if she were the only person left in the world.

"Shhh," Marie whispered in her ear. "It's all right. Everything's fine. 
Just hold on."

Turning back to face Bruno she leered and said, "Still here ‘eh? When 
you’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry I was such a bitch wit ya Bruno. 
Ohhhh, looka what you got there in your pants. You’re glad tuh see us, 
ain’t cha honey? Let’s get inside, come on Ginger, my little peach." 
After helping a still quivering Ginger to her feet, she opened the inner 
door and led them down a long, narrow hall to a door near the rear of 
the building. "I’ve got two floors in my place, so does the guy next to 
me. Opening the door to her apartment, Marie tossed her keys and purse 
on a table and walked into the middle of the room. They followed her in.

"This is my pleasure palace," she grinned.

"It’s very nice," said Ginger, almost automatically. She seemed 
unconcerned about her nudity. Bruno noticed that when Ginger turned away 
from him her shaven cunt was visible beneath the cheeks of her ass and 
closely resembled a ripe peach.

"Was that what Marie meant a minute ago," he thought. He reminded 
himself to have her pose that way for both of them later. "Ripe is 
right," he thought to himself.

"Thank you, darling. Let’s make ourselves more comfortable," said Marie, 
and without preamble added, "I’m gonna get out of my clothes, come on 
Ginger. Bruno why don’t you make us all a nice cool drink? You’ll find 
everything you need in that pantry there and the ice is . . . you know 
where the ice is." And with her hand on Ginger’s ass, they left Bruno 
standing there.

Bruno made five gin and tonics, placed them on a tray and carried them 
into the bedroom, and set the tray down on a small sideboard.

Ginger could hardly believe what she had just done in the small 
vestibule entry and above all, how much she enjoyed it. She sat on the 
edge of Marie’s king-sized bed and giddily wondered what else Marie had 
in store for her. She watched as Marie disrobed in the semi-darkness of 
the room. Marie’s small breasts and erect nipples stuck out in front of 
her, bouncing slightly as she bent slightly to remove her panties and 
walked to the bed wearing only a golden belt around her waist and a 
golden ring in her clitoris. Marie’s hips flared out supporting a wider 
than average ass. Her legs were those of a showgirls.

"You’re very beautiful Marie," Ginger said in a low voice.

"It's time, my little one," said Marie, ignoring the complement, as she 
reached out to Ginger, pulling her into a firm embrace that found them 
toppling onto the bed. This was the moment Bruno entered the room and 
set the tray down on a small sideboard. Bruno picked up a drink and took 
a long gulp and selected a comfortable looking chair and sat down to 
watch.

As soon as they stopped rolling on the bed, Marie began to caress 
Ginger's lithe body. Pausing for a moment, she picked up an elongated 
shaped cushion and put it under the other woman's hips. Ginger gave a 
little moan as she felt the lower part of her body lifted up high and 
raised to her lover. The top half of her body sloped away from Marie and 
her cap of shiny, blonde hair fanned out on the bed. Marie parted 
Ginger’s thighs and looked down onto the neat little mound, and licked 
her lips in anticipation. Using her thumbs, she pried open the lips of 
Ginger’s rosy labia, peeling them back to expose the delicately frilled 
inner folds and the erect bud that peeked out from it’s hood. Ginger 
tensed and arched her back, the muscles in her thighs bunching under the 
smooth skin.

'Do you mind me doing this?' Marie asked softly.

"No, no . . .not at all. It’s very nice," she almost purred. Her teeth 
were caught in her bottom lip and her hands were balled into fists 
belying her words as Marie took a deep breath and absorbed the pungent 
odor drifting up from Ginger’s juicy gash before spreading Ginger’s long 
legs and sliding a finger into her richly marinated cunt.

Bruno found this whole situation tremendously exciting and lowered his 
zipper, discreetly removing his cock. He recalled his earlier promise to 
watch and not get involved. He meant to keep it, but he thought that 
surely no one would mind if he stroked his dick a little. Ginger lay 
there, eyes open but not seeing, and found herself loving the feeling of 
being mauled by this strange women, and closed her eyes as her body 
writhed in lustful pleasure.

Marie curled her fingers about the cheeks of Ginger’s ass, squeezing 
them, stretching them, before administering a hearty slap.

"Naughhh," went Ginger.

"Slap, slap, slap." The sounds reverberated around the room.

Ooooooh!"

"Shut up, Ginger you cunt!

Ginger shuddered, on the brink of cuming again.

"Ye . . .yes . . . Ma . . . Marie, she sobbed.

Mouthing her nipples again, Marie moved from one nipple to the other; 
mashing her face into Ginger’s breasts as Ginger’s arms flailed the air, 
wanting to embrace her, but afraid to. After a time, Marie moved down to 
Ginger’s moist cunt lips again and closed her mouth on the fragrant 
flesh, using her relaxed lips to tease Ginger’s rock hard protuberance 
as she licked and sucked at the entrance of her moist vagina. Ginger 
bucked against her mouth, as hushed gasps and incoherent little cries 
burst from her.

"Nauuughhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Nauggghh! Ahhhhhhhh!"

Several quiet orgasms rippled through her body and Ginger snorted twice, 
then gained enough control to whisper hoarsely, "I wanna touch you all 
over! I wanna have you touch me all over!"

Marie couldn't hold in a low laugh of delight.

"Ginger, baby, you’re so hot!"

Ginger moaned loudly as Marie pressed her mouth to Ginger’s enviably 
flat belly. Then she worked her way up Ginger’s still-trembling body and 
took Ginger in her arms. They lay entwined until Ginger grew calmer, 
contentedly stroking each other gently and kissing now and then. In a 
while they began to get aroused and to experiment once again with new 
intimate caresses.

"Here? Shall I touch you here? Marie asked softly, slipping a finger 
along her clit. Ginger’s hips suddenly thrust upward as if jolted with 
an electric current.

" Do anything you like,' she whimpered. 'I'm almost cuming again."

Oh, my God! You're pussy is burning up!"

Marie reached out, pulled Ginger's face to hers, and began to French 
kiss her, an ardent intensity on her part surfacing for the first time.

Bruno watched their red, flushed bodies squirming on the bed from the 
chair. His cock pointed at the ceiling, although not quite straight up, 
for his cock was shaped like a banana. His clothes lay strewn around his 
chair. He was working on his third gin and tonic when Marie called to 
him.

"Get over here and do like I’m doin’." She demonstrated what she had in 
mind by beginning to pinch Ginger’s already fully upright nipples. Bruno 
leapt up from the chair and clambered onto the bed, grabbing Ginger’s 
other nipple exactly the way Marie was doing. Ginger blubbered in pain, 
for it was hurting her nipples, but with Marie’s finger fucking and 
drawn-out French kisses, the pain vanished into a tide of steady sexual 
pleasure. It was only a minute or so until Ginger was pulling back from 
the pinching fingers to heighten the excruciating agony her nipples were 
taking.

Marie spoke tersely to Bruno, "How’d ya like bein’ my assistant banana 
boy?" She’d pulled her fingers from Ginger’s nipple and was now 
scratching Bruno’s cock with her long red fingernails."

"S’good," he croaked. He hadn’t expected this. She leaned close to him 
and whispered in his ear, confident Ginger could not hear. "Now watch me 
become a real bitch." She smiled lewdly as she uttered the words.

"I will," he replied, reaching out and capturing one of Marie’s 
fingertips between his teeth. Ginger watched, mesmerized as Marie’s eyes 
closed momentarily as he nipped it, the smile never leaving her face. 
Ginger’s stomach cramped with the desire she knew the other woman was 
feeling.

Marie dropped his cock and Bruno released her finger. She returned to 
tormenting Ginger’s nipple. Twisting her head a little she wriggled her 
tongue into Ginger’s ear, whispering, "Do ya like this, my little bitch 
in heat?"

Ginger rolled her eyes and choked a little from the saliva she’d 
forgotten to swallow. Marie slapped her hard across the breast. It stung 
and Ginger groaned.

"Answer me you cunt! That’s right, I called you a cunt. Ya got one 
don’cha?"

Ginger nodded and sniveled as tears rolled down her face.

"Do ya like bein’ hurt kid?"

She grimaced and nodded again.

Apparently satisfied for the moment, Marie turned to Bruno. "You, 
cowboy!

"Yeah," Bruno quickly responded.

"Stick a couple fingers up her ass, she’s ready for the next plateau," 
and Marie cackled wickedly, causing the phlegm in her throat to make her 
cough. It was a whiskey drinker’s cough.

Bruno complied, first finding enough juices drooling from Ginger’s cunt 
to easily lubricate and penetrate the normally tight hole with two 
fingers. At his initial probe Ginger responded as though poked with a 
cattle prod. Her pelvic region bucked upward several times as if that 
effort would shake off the unwanted intrusion of his fingers. It failed 
to do anything except force Bruno’s fingers in deeper. The pain was 
intense and unremitting.

"Kiss me kiddo," Marie commanded. And Ginger instantaneously stretched 
her lips out to receive Marie’s offering. As their mouths opened against 
each other’s, Marie passed a long drool of saliva into Ginger’s mouth, 
breaking the kiss long enough to tell her to swallow it.

"An I don’t want it back, you cunt!" Then she slapped Ginger viciously 
along the side of her face, twisted her neck with both hands and mashed 
her lips to Ginger’s. Ginger frantically swallowed and drove her tongue 
fiercely back against Marie’s.

Bruno, acting on his own initiative, moved his fingers in and out 
finding entry rather easy. Grinning at Marie, he inserted a third finger 
in Ginger’s ass, and this seemed to turn the invasion from one of 
torment to one of intense ecstasy. Ginger was suddenly in seventh 
heaven. The pain in her nipples had faded into pure masochistic 
pleasure. The three fingers Marie was shoving in and out of her pussy 
made her head spin, but it was the fingers she was feeling sliding in 
and out of her asshole that was what she was living for at that moment.

Ginger started babbling gibberish as she incoherently gestured at 
Bruno’s cock, which loomed close to her mouth.

"Ugh, ugh, uggggggh . . .nugh . . .naw . . .huh . .huhhhh . . .ugggh . . 
..ere . . .ere . . ."

"Fill her mouth with that fuckin’ dong of yours big boy," Marie snapped 
at Bruno, who was already inserting it into Ginger’s mouth which now 
resembled a hooked carp. He nearly lost control as he felt her warm, wet 
mouth close over his purple-hewed cockhead, sucking the whole head into 
her mouth. Slowly, surely, she inched her way down, sucking the entire 
length of his prick into her mouth. When her lips finally touched the 
base, Ginger pulled back up; her lips tight as a vise and her mouth 
sucking like a vacuum. For Bruno the pleasure was exquisite. For Ginger 
it signaled Nirvana, for every hole in her body was filled. Bruno 
reached down and slowly tangled the fingers of his free hand into her 
hair, Ginger began to bob her head up and down, slowly at first, then 
with more passion. Soon, she was mouthing all over his cock, going at it 
like a starving child. Bruno knew he couldn’t take much more so he 
pulled out and sat on the side of the bed hunched over, his cock 
stabbing at phantom pussies in the air. while Ginger keened in distress 
at it’s loss.

Deprived of Bruno’s prick, Ginger got on her knees and crawled up to 
Marie’s pussy. Marie reached out and grabbed Ginger by the back of her 
hair and pulled her face into her hot wet cunt. As Ginger began to lick, 
Marie’s expression changed from tyrannical to wanton slut. As for 
Ginger, the taste of Marie’s cunt set her off as she arched her back, 
and began to wildly toss her head back and forth licking and sucking 
Marie’s inner lips.

"Yessssss! You cunt-lapping, cock-sucking, bug-hole lickin’ whore! Suck 
my pussy!" Marie cried, obviously reaching her first climax. "Get nasty 
you bitch! And she grabbed Ginger’s head and pressed it even more firmly 
into her cunt. "Slap her ass cockman! Slam it hard!

Once again, Bruno was happy to follow orders. Raising his right hand he 
delivered a powerful smack to Ginger’s buttocks that rang out throughout 
the apartment. A bright red hand mark was left imprinted on her cheek. 
Seconds later the other cheek was similarly marked. A soft, muffled moan 
could be heard from Ginger whose mouth was almost buried in Marie’s 
twat.

"More cockman! Faster cockman, she needs this and she needs it now! Wait 
‘til she starts cumming again. You ain’t never seen nothin’ like it!" 
Shifting position slightly, Marie ordered Ginger to find her clit. Now 
Ginger was about to surprise Marie with her sophisticated expertise with 
cunnilingus in this area.

Pulling her head back and grabbing a lungful of air, she leaned back 
down and sent a light breeze across the folds of Marie’s outer lips, 
causing Marie to shiver with delight.

"What the fuck? Ohhhh, do me baby! Did I underestimate ya or what?"

Ginger blew a gentle stream of warm air again, this time a little higher 
and closer to Marie’s clit.

"You’re near baby," Marie keened, her eyes bright with lust, "come on, 
lick it."

"Come on out," Bruno heard Ginger whisper. "Come on you sweet little 
cock thing. I know you're in there."

She blew against Marie again, and Marie watched as her clit began to 
swell before her eyes.

"Come on," Ginger coaxed. "Just a little more." Ginger blew against 
Marie’s clit again, and Marie nearly wept for joy as Ginger’s breath 
invaded her cunt. Marie watched as Ginger bent forward, and took Marie’s 
pierced clit between her lips and began to gently suck on it, biting and 
twisting the ring that pierced it. Marie gasped for air again and 
started to buck under Ginger, who put one hand on the smooth skin of her 
belly and held her down. Then Ginger put her face between Marie’s legs 
again and started to lick her with renewed fury. Ginger lapped at her 
clit and shoved her hand in and out of her. Marie was moaning and 
wailing as Ginger violated her over and over, it was Marie who was 
begging Ginger not to stop; to fuck her cunt with her hand and so Ginger 
continued. It wasn’t long before Ginger felt Marie’s internal muscles 
begin to contract around her probing fingers and clutch at her hand. 
Now, her cunt was clenching so tightly that Ginger couldn’t get her hand 
out, so she moved it around inside Marie, licking her clit while Marie 
thrashed around on the bed, clutching Ginger’s head and hair with both 
hands, shoving her face into Marie’s musky crotch. Marie began to cum 
and it seemed an eternity before she finished. Ginger couldn't go 
anywhere, Marie’s strong legs were locked behind her head and wouldn't 
let go. Ginger had little inclination to ease up on her licking and 
sucking Marie’s swollen lips until Marie finished her orgasms. Finally, 
her orgasms passed and her legs relaxed and Ginger eased her hand out of 
Marie with a loud slurping pop sound and they both started to laugh like 
lunatics.

"Can I try somethin’ different," Ginger asked still giggling.

"Anything within reason Lover," Marie smiled. "What’s on your perverted, 
slut, bitch, cunt licking mind?

"Oh, sweet talk me baby! I love it," Ginger giggled and glanced at 
Bruno, "Doin’ all right Brun?"

He shook his boner in her face and her tongue flicked out, licking the 
pre-cum seeping from the tip. He smiled at her.

"You got some business wit Marie right now," he said with a leering 
grin. "And I wanna watch. I’ll jus stroke it for a while. Okay with you 
girls?"

Both Marie and Ginger nodded affirmatively.

Marie took Ginger’s breast and palmed it, as though studying it. "Well, 
my shameless depraved ass sucking doll, what is it ya desire?"

"Would ‘ja fuck me with yer tit?"

"Ha, ha. That’s great! A new perversion for this old slut! Okay, how 
shall we do it?

Ginger, thought for a moment, then said, "I’ll get on top . . ."

"You would," Marie laughed that crusty laugh of hers, "Okay, do it!"

Ginger straddled Marie as Bruno returned with a fresh drink and slouched 
against the wall near the bed.

Using both hands, Ginger spread her cunt lips open and squatted just 
above Marie’s right breast.

Marie was strumming the nipple frantically, coaxing it to it’s fullest, 
while Ginger hovered above.

"I think I’m ready," Marie husked. And Ginger lowered her gaping cunt 
down. It worked!

Ginger started to rock to and fro.

"Rub harder, baby!" Marie gasped, watching Ginger’s pink cunt slide on 
her tit. Cunt juice was already glistening on her nipple, as it seemed 
to dart in and out of the slippery tightness. "Rub yourself on my 
nipple!

Make yourself come, Ginger!"

"I will! Oooooh, I will make myself come! Ooooohhh, this is so dirty!" 
She cackled wickedly.

"I’ve been naughty before but this is . . .."

"Licentious," Marie finished for her.

"I dunno what it . . .Ohhhhh, I guess so. Shit this is fun . . . ain’t 
it?"

Marie’s cunt was on fire now, her imagination generating the fever. With 
one arm supporting her tit, she slipped her other hand along her thigh 
until it reached her cunt. Then she began to ram her fingers in and out 
of her wet, juicy cunt, squealing with rapture as Ginger wiggled and 
twisted above her, frantically fucking her nipple. The delicious pungent 
scent of steaming pussy assailed Marie’s nostrils, and she inhaled it 
eagerly, intoxicated by the smell of Ginger’s aroused pussy as well as 
her own.

Marie’s orgasm came swiftly and suddenly, before Marie even knew she was 
going to come it was on her and it was a long one ¾ wave after wave, 
seemingly without end. Marie moaned loudly, her cunt gripping her buried 
fingers.

Ginger was breathing hard now, fucking Marie’s nipple with faster 
movements, darting her little cunt up and down, actually fucking Marie's 
nipple as if it were a cock. Her pretty blonde head was thrown back, 
eyes shut tight, faint squeals coming from her mouth.

Marie pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and thrust her hand up 
between Ginger's thighs, cupping the girl's grinding ass, feeling it 
bunch and twist in her hands.

"Come, Ginger!" she urged. "Ohhh, baby, come on my tit! Fuck my titties! 
Oooo, fuck my nipple and come, Ginger!"

"I'm . . . fucking it . . . fucking it . . ." Ginger gasped. "I'm 
fucking your tit, baby! I'm fucking your tit . . . but I wanna fuck a 
cock! Nauggggggh! I wanna fuck a real big hard cock . . . like Bruno’s 
cock! Uuuuhhhh! . . . . I'm gonna fuck Bruno, Marie honey! I'm gonna 
fuck his cock and make him squirt all over us!"

"Yes, baby, yes!" Marie moaned. " . . . I'll lick it all up!"

Then, with a quick movement she pushed Ginger's pussy off her tit.

"Hey!" Ginger wailed. "I was gonna come!"

"You will!" Marie gasped. With another quick movement she pulled at 
Ginger’s hips, bringing that soft, wet, ravaged cunt to her face.

"Ohhhhh, God. Honey, I've got to do this! I can't help myself!"

Marie pressed her open mouth against Ginger’s cunt, sucking and licking 
hungrily, closing her palms about the tight curves of Ginger's taunt 
ass. Her tongue swished up and down the slit of her cunt, and then 
darted deeply into it. The taste made Marie's mind spin in exultation, 
and her pussy spewed a trail of clear, bubbled cream down her thigh.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhh, do it, Marie!" Ginger sobbed, grinding her cunt onto 
Marie’s hot mouth.

"Suck it, Baby! Ohhhhhh, that's so good! Suck it! Suck my pussy, Honey!"

Marie jabbed her tongue in and out, reveling in the feel of Ginger’s 
lustrous, satiny cunt, as Ginger used muscles she didn’t know existed to 
clasp her tongue tighter. She fucked frantically at the sugary wetness, 
her tongue now and then twisting about Ginger's throbbing clit. Marie 
was forced to swallow often as the sweetness dripping into her mouth 
increased its flow and her tongue was slippery with pussy juice. She 
squeezed the grinding cheeks of Ginger's ass tightly, both thumbs now 
inserted to the first joint in Ginger’s asshole all the while making 
lewd wet slurping sounds as she licked and sucked hungrily. She found 
she could close her mouth right over the mound of Ginger's cunt, and 
suck on both puffy pussy lips as her tongue fucked in and out between 
them. She was Frenching Ginger’s cunt like a queen of sapphism should.

"Uuuuuhhhhhh, Goddddd! You're gonna make it happen!" Ginger wailed 
loudly. "Ohhh, you're gonna make me come! Ohhhhh! I'm gonna come so 
hard!"

Marie felt Ginger's sweet cunt grab at her tongue tightly, felt the 
fiery pulsation’s of her heart while sucking it. Then she felt a trickle 
of wet heat. Ginger's spasming cunt was cumming right into her open 
mouth. Marie sucked up the gushing juices and delighted in every 
swallowed drop. The very thought of consuming her latest conquest’s cum 
sent Marie into a quivering orgasm of her own. She clung to Ginger's 
grinding ass, sucking the girl's cunt desperately as her own climax 
crashed through her squirming loins.

"Marie! Ooooh, you mother-fuckin’ Goddess of tongue! 
Uuuhhhhhhhnnnnngghhh! Fuuuuuuuccckk!"

Another tremor swept through Ginger's sweat sheened body, and then she 
let out a shriek of pleasure as her cunt convulsed against Marie’s 
mouth. The orgasm was very strong, very intense.


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