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Ticket Girls - Raving Horny

... fingers?” she asked. “Four?” I guessed. “Five?” We used to play this game a lot when we were chilling after long, intense nights out, but only on bare arms. Now, though, it was a lot more intimate, and when she didn’t seem inclined to stop when she got closer to the tops of my thighs, my heart fluttered once again. There was a devious grin floating in her whisper. “Wrong. Hundreds!” That was the beauty about psychedelics. Once an idea was planted in your mind, they tried their best to make it seem real. And by god, the moment she had said the words, my skin exploded in a myriad of tingling touches. A giggle reached my ears. I arched my back and moaned her name. Hundreds of teasing caresses suddenly covered my still heated pussy when her lips pressed against mine. “Fuck!” I gasped into her mouth. She giggled deviously and whispered, “Thousands.” I was swept away in a sea of lust, spurred on by thousands of delicious, naughty touches, and felt the edge approach me like a towering wave about to break. Hundreds of hands slid under the top of my dress and started to caress my breasts, brushing away my last rational thought and turning her name into my mantra. God, how I loved this girl!