Till Next Time

Three chicks were already slick with sweat and spit when Alexa and Bonnie dragged their shy little friend Geisha onto the mattress. Sweet Geisha—who already has some poor boyfriend sitting at home—couldn’t keep her eyes off Bonnie’s tits bouncing right in her face. That locked-lips guilt lasted half a second before she dove in tongue-first like she’d never tasted another girl. Alexa didn’t waste time. Two fingers slid straight into Geisha’s greedy pussy; she crooked them hard and pumped until the kid’s hips jerked like she’d just been tasered. Bonnie had her face buried between Geisha’s thighs and sucked loud, wet kisses on her swollen clit while her free hand hooked the girl open so nothing stayed hidden. Soaking-wet slaps echoed when Bonnie replaced her fingers with a thick strap-on; she thrust that cock balls-deep on every stroke, pussy creamy and slapping. Every squishy push made Geisha yelp straight into Alexa’s mouth. Alexa had her own cunt shoved up to Geisha’s lips; the shy girl worked sloppily now, lips shiny with spit and her spit mixed with lip-gloss, chin dripping. The bedframe rattled. Each brutal thrust from Bonnie jolted up through every girl’s spine; nobody left Geisha’s stiff nipples unglazed—tongue, fingers, teeth. All three switched spots every couple of minutes so somebody else got pounded senseless by silicone, every hole slurped, licked, and filled without asking. Smudged mascara trailed down trembling cheeks. When Geisha came, it soaked both thighs of whoever was sucking her, hot, salty, still bucking like she might break the boy’s heart and not even care.