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Ticket Girls - Raving Horny

... up. When I reached out for it, he pulled it back, clucking his tongue. “Oh no, little slut! No hands, open wide!” “I know what you’re up to,” I bantered, taking another step closer. Sure enough, his free hand was instantly on my boobs. I stood on tiptoes, mouth wide open and trying to reach that tiny, promising orange ball between his fingers, but he held it just out of my reach while he massaged my tit. “Fuck,” I gasped when he rolled my nipple between his fingers. Mona giggled behind me, knowing well enough how hot that got me. “Let’s make one thing clear,” Tony explained, “this is Mona’s pill. She’ll have to get it from you - out of your mouth - and you’ll let her work for it. I want a real show, or I’ll just keep the second one for myself, capisce?” I almost laughed at his awkward imitation of Italian. “Capisce,” I confirmed. Making Mona work for it was just what I had in mind too. “Hey, that’s not fair!” Mona complained. “Life’s not fair,” Tony grumbled in return, then stuck out his tongue at her. “Stop teasing us and give me that damn pill, Tony!” I begged. My toes started to hurt. “Okay, okay.” He put the pill on my tongue but held his fingers there. I contemplated biting them, but that would probably not have ended well. “Just don’t swallow it.” The moment his fingers were free of my mouth, Mona was upon me like a berserk, her naked, pretty body rubbing against mine, and her tongue pressing against my lips and trying to force its way in. It’s funny, because she was ...

... the easily embarrassed one of us - or at least, she acted like that. Perhaps all the drugs were just an excuse. Hell, they were my excuse too. I didn’t mind her attentions at all. My arousal-meter had gone through the roof the moment her nipples had rubbed against my tits, and keeping my mouth closed when all I wanted to do was kiss her was an almost inhuman challenge. Suddenly, her wet, hot lips trailed down over my chin, nibbling at my throat, then further down over my tit until they wrapped deliciously around one nipple. My back arched and a moan escaped through my nostrils. Hot sparks exploded in my nipple, and I’d never had felt more grateful to Tony before. Mona sucked on my nipple, and my pussy answered with hot twinges. “Hey, Freckles, you should hurry up,” he suddenly piped in, sounding rather out of breath, “or it’ll dissolve.” Mona froze. Then - I almost couldn’t believe it - she grinned up at me, lifting her index and middle finger, and I watched her guide them directly to the entrance of my pussy. “Fuck, yeah,” Tony groaned next to me. I could only whimper when she pushed them all the way inside me in one determined thrust. I had been hot and wet before, but now my pussy felt like a geyser. She started to finger-fuck me ruthlessly and fast, and my hips rocked forward to meet her thrusts. I couldn’t even care that Tony was watching us. This was something I had dreamed about for ages, and god, it felt so great to have Mona’s fingers inside, pushing my slick walls ...