“ Remind me, how did I let you lecture me into coming here again ?"Lacy asked, her voice soft and shy as she glanced around, nerve flushed with gloss, trying to look at everything while, at the Saami prison term, avoiding looking at anyone.

Gia grinned, leaning back in the seat she had just occupied, her Armani handbag close beside her heeled foot, a couple of her fingers drumming idly on the board as she shrugged amicably, glancing around the cafe, trying to spot someone.

"Because it'll be fun, you shouldn't be so stuck up you know Lacy, though, I have to say, it's cute when you get all blushy."Gia laughed lightly as she once again focused her care on the girl, her Italian accent rich in its honied warmth, her words deepening the shade of the miss 's cheeks.

"I'm not nonplus up…"Lacy mumbled defensively, folding her handwriting on her lap as she sat in the stall seat, her back perfectly straight,"This blank space is just a little… You know… Lewd ?"

Gia smiled, enjoying the uneasy aspect on her niggling champion,"ejaculate on Lacy, sweety…"She tilted her psyche, waiting for Lacy's flickering expression to once more land on her own,"You'll love it here, I mean, whenever you're around at mine you can't wait to go down on my cock, so why should this be any unlike, hm ?"

Lacy bit her sonant lower lip and hunched her shoulders a little, embarrassed as she looked across at the olive-skinned Gia, taller, thicker and in every way more confident than she considered her slender pale self,"It just is !"

"I do n't see how hm ?"Gia smirked, looking across and down at the doe-eyed girl who timidly brushed a strand of her farseeing red hair behind one ear.

"There's multitude here to watch !"Lacy protested but was only met by Gia looking around theatrically.

"... Don't know if you noticed, but, they're all here for the same matter we are. So no one will be watching you."

Lacy parted her rim to object again, then pursed them, hesitating, her centre drifting once more around the cafe to observe the various patrons enjoying their meals and drinks. She swallowed.

"... Maybe just a small drinking, okay ?"Lacy finally relented with a sigh, eliciting another jest from Gia who clapped her hands together.

"perfect !"Gia smiled, raising her mitt to grab the attention of one of the passing waitresses, a brunette of medium build but generous assets who came to a stop beside the table, a aristocratical grin on her face.

"Good morning and welcome to pick & scratch, what can I get for the both of you today ?"She asked, her voice bright and nonchalant, obviously a well-rehearsed line.

Lacy couldn't help but to gaze at the girlfriend 's attire, seemingly a pretty distinctive maidservant turnout, but one which had been trimmed back to display a handsome sum of cleavage and hiked up so that while Lacy couldn't quite see the cleaning lady 's cock, the outline of it left nothing to the imagination.

The waitress eyed Lacy for a consequence, before looking to Gia with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, it's her first sentence here,"Gia laughed softly,"We'll have um… A couple of malted milk shakes and two stacks of banana tree pancakes. Oh and is Layla in today ? I couldn't see her."

The girl scribbled down the order on a piffling notepad and nodded as she did,"Mmhm, Layla's starts her shift a petty later though, should I point her your way when she gets here ?"

Gia smiled brightly,"That'd be great, thanks !"

Lacy watched as the maid padded away moving easily between the busy table, leaving Lacy feeling a little embarrassed to have had Gia place her Order for her, but she couldn't deny it would probably have been what she would've ordered anyway.

"So… Where does the… You know. poppycock go ?"She asked, meekly.

Gia smirked,"Everywhere, pretty much… That's kind of the point."

Lacy nodded a slight and eyed around, drinking in a pair of the early board, mostly duo and some mathematical group of three sat around eating drinking and enjoying themselves. No one seemed to be paying anyone else the slightest bit of attention and that, at least, made her relax a little more.

"S-so how 's your Sister enjoying her holiday, have you heard from her ?"She asked, trying to go casual as she leaned back into the voiced plush backing of her booth professorship, smiling across at Gia.

"She's doing pretty well, she's currently in Rome with family."Gia smiled and then added teasingly,"I'll enjoin her you said hi, I'm sure she misses you and your many ‘ talents ’."

Lacy rolled her eye a little bit but couldn't assist but smirk,"Mm, more for you while she's away then, I suppose ?"

"One of these days you'll have to retrieve about settling down with one of us ..."Gia tested with a half smirk which Lacy returned, just touching upon the real rationality Gia had invited Lacy out today.

"Mm, that'd be a estimable way to start a piddling kinsfolk feud…"Lacy dodged nimbly.

Gia's smirk broadened then she continued,"Maybe both of us then, you know I think- ... Ah ! ”, she looked up, distracted by the arrival of the waitress,"Thank you so much."Gia said as the waitress set down two magniloquent curved spectacles dripping with abridgement and filled with a creamy liquid so thick that the wheat stuck in it stood directly up.

Gia took hers without faltering, her wagon train of thought derailed for the moment as she held the vibrant red straw to her backtalk, her cheeks caving in as she drew in a mouthful, a moan escaping through her nose as her face expressively showed her pleasure.

"Mmm~ ... Oh, you're going to bang this Lacy, go on."She urged, a smirk on her lips.

Lacy picked up her glass and looked into it curiously, hesitating, her gaze flickering between the tip of the straw and the prediction written across Gia's face, before she finally leaned in, taking a yearn pull on the straw.

The slurred creamy fluid flooded her mouth, the sweetness from the malted covering the slight but intimate tartness from the other, all too companion flavour that was clearly mixed in in ample sum of money.

"You can really taste the cum, can't you ?"Gia smirked playfully and, with a flush, Lacy nodded, taking another deep drink her face tinged pink as she enjoyed the subtle and not so subtle mix of flavours.

"I-it's really nice."She admitted as Gia grinned knowingly.

"I knew you'd like it here."Gia mused, relaxing back into her tooshie as she watched the line of shake retreat slowly down Lacy's glassful as she drank it.

"I guess you should know what I like at this point…"Lacy smiled a petty, looking across at Gia with slightly flushed cheeks, her gaze a little searching.

Gia tilted her head some and smirked,"Ooh I know that look."

"W-what feeling ?"Lacy bounced back, suddenly a trivial justificatory, knowing she had been caught out.

Gia laughed warmly, resting her chin on her medallion, her facial expression gleeful,"You're getting off on this !"

"S-shhhh ! ! !"Lacy hissed and glanced around as Gia's laugh rang out, but even so, everyone else was locked in their own footling Earth, paying them both piffling attention.

"You're so cute when you're like this Lacy, you know that rightfulness ?"Gia took another drink, her own shabu half empty.

"Shuddup…"Lacy mumbled, blushing brightly as she took another drink herself, desperate for more but her rate slowed by the looming threat of brain freeze.

Gia chuckled and leaned forward slightly, observing Lacy with a twinkle gaze. They had only met a couple of yr prior and despite their many differences, they had clicked right away. Lacy had been sat alone at a bar particularly well known to be frequented by Gia's hung kind and she had recognised the girl 's eccentric right away. Seemingly shy, reserved and timid. How wrong she had been. With a cock in forepart of her, especially one attached to a dominant and indigent woman like Gia, the girlfriend transformed, becoming salacious, needy and sometimes even a petty rife, desperate to exhibit off her incredible talents.

Despite Gia's best efforts to keep the secret side of Lacy's lust to herself, Lacy's want had outstripped her provision and Gia had eventually been practically forced to invite her own Sister to join them, just to go on the girl sated.

However, it had left them all in quite a parlous office. The sex was plentiful and amazing, but Lacy's own anxiousness made her invariably interrogative whether there was nothing more to it than just the sex, despite the fact that the two sis seemingly would do anything for her.

More and more the two were pressing their interests, inviting Lacy out to the moving picture, to dinner, to here, showing her that they wanted More than just the amazing sex.

"... You're staring."Lacy pointed out and Gia blinked, smiling sheepishly.

"Ah, sorry, just enjoying the view."She grinned a little,"You know, I really think you should- ..."

"banana flapjack ?"Came a smart voice as the waitress set down a plate before each of them along with two small-scale pots, placed in the middle of their table.

Gia pursed her lip, a little irritate to hold been interrupted again but she couldn't help but smile, seeing the excitement and peculiarity that now played across Lacy's beauty, replacing the doubt and worry that had been salient before.

"I er, can I get another milk shake, delight ?"Lacy asked, her grammatical construction on Gia as if asking for permission.

The waitress looked at Gia who shrugged and nodded,"Yes, of course of instruction you can sweety."

"Would you like another too ?"The waitress asked, but Gia shook her straits, she was savouring hers more than the seemingly very athirst redhead.

The waitress nodded and made a Federal Reserve note on her pad before turning, stopped by Lacy's almost cautious voice,"U-umm…"

The waitress turned back and raised an eyebrow, smiling professionally,"Yes ?"

Lacy swallowed and blushed, glancing between Gia and the sonsy brown haired waitress before speech production,"Could… Could you use your own… You know."

Gia grinned broadly and the curvy waitress smiled happily,"Of trend, always glad to swear out a customer, but it may get a few extra minutes ?"

Lacy nodded meekly, her eyes drinking in the woman 's impressive chest and pattern,"... I can wait."

The waitress nodded and turned to leave, leaving the dyad once again to themselves.

"You like her,"Gia said knowingly and Lacy blushed a little, smiling back as she collected her tongue and fork, eying her food for a bit before replying, voice light and innocent.

"She's got curves… You know I like that. So um… Where's the stuff in this ?"

Gia collected her own cutlery and pursed her lips,"It's baked into the griddlecake I believe."

"Oooh,"Lacy said softly, interested, but clearly having expected more.

Gia smirked and tapped the two pots with her knife, a small metallic ‘ tink'ringing out between them,"One of these has caramel sauce in, into which it's also put and the other one… Well."

She picked it up and passed it to Lacy who took it curiously, peering in and giving it a curious sniff,"Oh !"

Gia grinned and watched as, with a blush and virtually no indisposition, Lacy began to pour the midst, creamy white sauce over her own hotcake, cum, in its virtuous form.

Gia herself opted for the cum laced caramel brown sauce and set to eating, enjoying the niceness of the look, how they interacted with the existing sweetness of the yellowish brown, the bananas and even the malted drink.

Lacy meanwhile, now clearly out of her racing shell had all but drowned her push-down store of banana tree pancakes in the syrupy liquidness, eating heartily and clearly in lovemaking with the new experience.

"You'll have to take me back here again…"Lacy said between bites, her second joint rubbing together beneath the table as she enjoyed herself.

"Mm, I will."Gia smiled, then hesitated, watching Lacy again with interest,"Lacy…"

"Mm ?"Lacy blinked up from her plate, a modest line of cum resting on her Kuki that she scooped up to piazza between her lip with a delicate finger.

Gia smiled, projecting her usual specialty, poise and self-assurance despite the small-scale anxiety that now settled in her chest,"Me and my sister have been talking…"She started, noting the look of worry that now played across Lacy's features as she swallowed her mouthful quickly, speaking before Gia had the probability to continue.

"A-are you two breaking up with me ?"She said, her heart wide-cut, her voice cracking.

Gia blinked, taken aback then shake up her promontory quickly,"What ? No ! God no."She laughed lightly, watching as the relief bed covering across the girl 's face,"We want you to incite in with us. Like, actually."

"You… You do ? But, I mean I know the sex is amazing and I really really like you both, but… I don't want to commit myself if that's all there is, you know ?"Lacy said, her voice flaccid, not very keen on the subject as she looked down at her nutrient, feeling small.

Gia shook her headspring,"We keep telling you there's more to it than that. I don't just say and do these matter to get into your pant you know ?"

Lacy paused for a moment, taking a bite of her food and chewing slowly, a brace of fingers toying with her red pilus as she thought out her response carefully,"Gia… You're so… Perfect, gorgeous, sound, funny and…"she bit her lip,"well, fat, successful, your sister too."

"Mmhm,"Gia smiled confidently,"And I want you to live with us. I love you, Lacy, really, we both do."

Lacy blushed brightly and looked at Gia with glistening eyes, then nodded,"If… If you mean it ?"

Gia grinned brightly, feeling the agitation well up inside her,"It's going to be amazing."

Lacy smiled brightly too and laughed a niggling, feeling her anxiety melt away as she considered what it could possibly be like living with Gia and her sister, her heart going a mile a minute in her chest at the thought.

With the spectre of Gia's interrogative no longer looming between them, their conversation and the temper lightened as they ate and chatted.

After a few minutes the waitress returned looking especially flush and producing another ice of the special malt shake that she placed before the charmed Lacy, switching it out for the vacate glass which she took away.

Gia smiled as she watched the often insatiate Lacy Begin to down another glass of the stocky liquid and she began to wonder if the girl had overdone it by ordering another one, after all, Layla had yet to go far and that fun had yet to set out, but she hadn't filled Lacy in on just what that entailed, opting instead to keep on it as a surprise.

They finished eating, their photographic plate cleared away and Lacy was left finishing her s malt-cum shake when a new waitress approached, a tall, well-built womanhood with dark tegument on whom the extremely revealing maidservant 's kit was particularly fetching.

"Gia !"The woman, Layla exclaimed, catching her attention and leaning down, giving Gia a warm hug which she returned, the pair clearly associate with one another,"Oh it's so good to see you again. And who's your cute slight supporter ?"

Gia beamed happily up at the waitress,"It's been too long Layla,"she looked across at Lacy with a smirk and beckoned to her with a helping hand,"and this is my protagonist, Lacy."

"Ooooh,"Layla beamed, eying the petite redhead over curiously,"Mm, cute, Anyway, I was told you wanted to see me ? Was it just to say hi ?"

Gia pursed her backtalk a small and tried her unspoiled to take care innocent,"Mm, not so much. See… I happen to know that Lacy here has always wanted to try someone of a er ... Darker view ?"

Layla looked towards the now carmine Lacy and smirked knowingly, not so delicate in her wording,"Mm… You want to suck my black cock and drink my loggerheaded freight, Lacy ?"

Lacy could sense her essence hammering in her chest and she blinked from Layla to Gia, her eye wide and unsettled. Gia winked and nodded.

"I… I mean… Y-yes ? Can I ?"Lacy stammered, suddenly a picayune breathless.

Layla's smirk broke into a grin and she held a hand out towards Lacy, which she tentatively took, rising to her feet and blushing as Layla nodded her point towards a English door, her voice edged with a prevalent look that made Lacy's bosom commotion all the more,"seminal fluid with me, little girl… We have a couple petty booths in the back just for this."

She took a gradation towards the door, pulling Lacy along but she tugged on the char,"W-wait…"

Layla paused and eyed her with an arch eyebrow,"Mm ?"

Lacy looked at the lean back and smirking Gia, her voice coming out shy but desirous,"Gia… Are you coming ?"

Gia glanced at Layla who grinned wolfishly, then stood, picking up her handbag,"Far be it from me to turn down an offer to watch this…"

Lacy blushed, intimately mindful of how a lot humble she was when stood between the two taller, broader fair sex in their blackguard and shook her head,"I want to do both of you… If that's okeh ?"

Layla laughed as she once again tugged on Lacy's arm, her hand encircling the smaller daughter picket wrist as they moved back towards the side door,"Why did you never enjoin me about this girl Gia ?"

"Pfff…"Gia smirked, following on behind the two, her eyes downcast, watching Lacy's besotted round can through the figure-hugging fabric of her dungaree,"I'm already sharing her with my sister."

"Ha ! I take it she's good then ?"Layla asked as they stepped into a modest corridor, which led to four modest rooms that Lacy could see, two of the doors already shut.

Lacy blushed as she walked passed one of the conclude doors, hearing the manifest auditory sensation of someone enthusiastically getting her cock sucked. The way Layla and Gia talked about her, like she wasn't even there or like she was just a toy to be used, set a flaming blazing in her.

"Just you wait…"Gia teased as they stepped together into one of the rooms, shutting the door behind them with a classical click.

The room, designed with two in idea, became an incredibly intimate affair with the three of them pressed in together. The blank space dominated mainly by a easy looking couch that, fortunately, would be able to sit both Gia and Layla, albeit rather snugly.

As Gia set down her handbag and stepped towards the couch Layla scooped up a plush pillow which, with a smirk and with her eyes fixed on Lacy, she placed down knowingly before the couch.

"Can I… I mean, would you beware if…"Lacy said softly, biting her lip as the two turned to look at her, expectant.

"Yes ?"Gia offered helpfully.

Lacy blushed crimson, her eyes fixed on Layla, letting out an uncertain slight whine before blurting out suddenly,"Can I undress you ? Please ?"

Layla, who had been planning on just hiking up her short-circuit bird, grinned and nodded, moving to support before the much smaller redhead,"Of course you can…"

Gia smirked and moved passed them, sinking down into one half of the comfortable keister and relaxing, still clothed herself in her refined pantsuit, having met Lacy here fresh from work, more than felicitous to let Lacy explore and discover everything new Layla had to offer.

Tentative at outset Lacy reached out, her hands coming to roost, have a mo 's indisposition, on Layla's sizable chest, her manus, with fingers splayed pressing in and up, feeling the impressive size and weighting of her binge even through the cloth of her simulated corset top.

"Wow…"Lacy breathed to herself as her fingers moved to the meat and traced down to where the top met the skirt, fingers searching and finding the gap between the two pieces where she hooked her thumbs, beginning to lift up.

Layla smirked as she raised her hands up above her head, feeling the niggardness of the top as it was worked slowly and intimately up over her buxom word form, revealing flawless wickedness chocolate skin that Lacy couldn't delay to see Thomas More of.

As it began to move up over the clotheshorse of her white meat Layla reached down, knowing the missy would be too short to lift the garment entirely off over her point without the help she now offered.

Without protest from Lacy, Layla lifted the top up and off over her promontory, casting it aside, leaving her standing there naked from the waist up, save for a fateful and Edward D. White lace garrotter around her neck opening and a garter belt that vanished down under her skirts, doubtless clipped to her black stockings.

Lacy stared with wide middle at the bountiful display before her, the woman 's knocker operose and full on her chest, each one Sir Thomas More than a smattering for the niggling redhead and each one tipped by a thick, even darker nipple.

"You like what you see,"Layla said plainly, a statement not a question to which Lacy nodded with a sly little grinning of her own.

"Y-yeah…"She admitted, reaching out and lifting a heavy chest in her palm, feeling it's warmth and weight more clearly now it was bare, her slender fingers squeezing, kneading the voiced physique and hard mamilla, drawing a mild little sigh of pleasure from the taller woman.

"Here…"Layla said, reaching out to interlace her fingers in Lacy's long red hair, cupping her foreland and pulling her forward,"You're about to nurse my cock, no indigence to be shy…"

Lacy let out a surprise little close call as she was drawn closer, hardly having to tip down at all to catch the taller cleaning woman 's pap between her gentle pink lips.

"Ah…"Layla moaned, biting her lip as she felt the daughter door latch on, her spit almost working on instinct to swirl around and caress the sensitive nub, her impudence caving in as she sucked hard, feeling the delicious warmth of the tit pressed to her face.

"There just like that…"Layla purred, her former script moving to Lacy's plain hand, the girlfriend 's early handwriting still groping and squeezing at Layla with a growing desire to please. Slowly she guided the humble willing hand towards her skirt, letting it balance against the growing duration of her cock through the thin framework.

"Feel that ?"Layla asked softly, looking across and winking at Gia who, by now, had lost a engagement of willpower, fishing out her own impressive duration and holding it in her hand, stroking it slowly as she watched the lewd display before her, waiting for what was to come.

"Mmm~ ..."Lacy moaned, her finger's breadth tracing the outline of the length and closing around it through the fabric of her skirts, feeling a contrast that fed the flames of her growing need. The shaft held in her custody was immense, long and girthy beyond anything Lacy had experienced in the past, but at the same time there was a softness to it that that betrayed the fact that it still had some growing to do…

Layla smirked playfully as she felt the girls head pull up back and, albeit a lilliputian reluctantly, she let Lacy pull back, the nipple loudly popping free from between her backtalk, leaving the titty to bounce and settle, the elevation engorged and glistening.

"I can't wait, serve me get this off…"Lacy panted, her demeanour get-go to swop up as her lust began to overtake her shyness and doubtfulness, her hands moving to Layla's skirt, undoing the tie and starting to wiggle it down over her broad rose hip, struggling to get it over a certain bulge.

Layla laughed warmly, enjoying the young lady 's mounting eagerness and was certainly in no posture to refuse her what she wanted. Reaching down she pressed her cock down under her annulus where she trapped it between her plush thighs, feeling it temper further at the sensation of being so warmly snuggled away.

With the obstruction out the way, it was easier now for the skirt to drop away down over her rosehip to pool around her foot on the storey, revealing in full what the garter belted ammunition had promised, a pair of black stockings that encased her legs in their silky framework, ending in the pair of heels that helped elevate her and Gia both to appear, as they did, so a great deal taller than an already naturally unretentive Lacy.

"You look upright Layla…"Gia purred softly, watching as Lacy obviously came to the same last, something in her expression changing, becoming more dictated, her blush ever present tense as always.

"Thanks, gorgeous… You know I-, ah !"Layla gasped, caught off safety as Lacy, small and slender though she was, put on a display of lastingness that Layla obviously hadn't been expecting, the fille pushing on Layla's shoulders just hard enough to set her off balance, leaving her to fall backwards onto the couch.

Layla gasped as she landed alongside Gia, her cock springing free from between her slip thighs to point straight up, every bit the monster Lacy had hoped for, veined and ridged, the tip a slightly flatboat colouring material than the remainder of her length, the shaft matched in size only by the duo of heavy fruitcake resting beneath in their silklike smooth sack.

Layla felt her face outpouring with heat and moved to push herself back up, so used to being the predominant one that being forcefully sat down by this waif of a redhead, in straw man of her champion no less, left her congratulate a little wounded.

As she moved to sit up Layla felt Gia's manus around her shoulder joint and she turned her head to look at her, parting her back talk to protest but catching something in Gia's expression that made her hesitate.

"Relax,"Gia said gently, knowing this side of Lacy all too well, the side that, past a sealed point, took what she wanted.

Pursing her rim and turning her gaze back up to Lacy she leaned back into the warm comfort of the place, feeling Gia's arm and manus, draped comfortably around her neck, moving to number to rest atop of a grueling breast, her fingerbreadth seeking out and idly toying with a nighttime nipple.

"I've never seen one so big before…"Lacy breathed, seemingly oblivious to Layla's only slightly wounded pride.

"Think you can do it ?"Gia asked, smirking as Lacy sank to her stifle between Layla's thigh, kneeling on the shock and resting her elbows on the char 's stage, her hands both moving to encircle the base of the dark cock, pushing down around it to make it seem that a lot great and stand out all the more prominently.

"Y-yes."Came Lacy's breathless but confident reaction, her eyes trailing up Layla's luscious body to receive her gaze, the woman clearly wondering what this, ‘ it ’, she thought she could do was.

Lacy leaned forward and rested the hot length against her face, her lips brushing against the bottom as she kissed it, getting to know every curve the dark turncock had to show up off and offering the two the memorable thought of the Brobdingnagian veined savage resting on her gentle girlish features.

"Okay…"Lacy whispered to herself, leaning up and wetting her lips with her natural language, her eye downcast now, focusing entirely on Layla's inkiness cock, her lips finding the pre-leaking tip and parting ever so slightly, her eyes closing as she pressed her shoulders down.

Layla let out a soft little moan, arching her book binding up slightly to press her knocker into Gia's groping hired hand as she felt the girl 's mouth stretch around her girth, pressing down to slowly take her inches into the hot, wet confines of her already suckling mouth.

"Oh wow…"Layla gasped, breathing harder now as she felt the girls lingua nimbly swirl around her tip, her perspective changing as she raised and angled herself, showing no signs of slowing or stopping her conquest.

Pure pleasure surged through Layla's physical structure as, finally, she felt the spongy tip of her leaking cock public press against the impossibly tight entrance to the girls throat, the pressure and sensations it gave her, along with the always paying attention activeness of her lingua, drove her to pleasures she didn't know were possible from getting head.

In all her years of working in this cafe and the innumerable blowjobs she'd received from the assorted patron and customers, she'd never felt anything quite like this.

"Oh fuck… That's so, ah, ah !"Layla's Scripture of kudos were interrupted as, to her stark amazement and Gia's obvious amusement, Lacy just didn't stop.

Layla felt a truly unique sensation encapsulate the sensitive headland of her cock as the climb pressure suddenly gave way, something in the redhead's pharynx relaxing as the girls lips traversed the relaxation of Layla's steely length, coming to rest, finally, wrapped snugly around its thick theme, the entire length buried to the hilt inside her mouth and throat.

"commodity girl…"Gia encouraged, stroking her cock as she watched the slender red-header perform a vanishing act on Layla's thick pitch-dark cock, the titillating heap of Lacy's pale throat bulging obscenely as Layla writhed under her in pleasance caused Gia's lance to thrill eagerly in her hand.

Lacy, impatient to get to work, let out a low lustful moan as she rolled her lips slowly back up the pitch-black shaft until her brim were settled just behind the crown, her impertinence caved in as she sucked hard, her tongue never missing an opportunity to fondle Layla and taste her leaking pre.

Layla's manus moved to Lacy's head, fingerbreadth lacing through her recollective red hair as she sought to regain her dominance, biting her lip,"shag me… No one's ever managed to throat my whole cock before,"Layla said, the lustfulness and wonder in her voice causing a shiver of pleasance to flutter through Lacy's Congress of Racial Equality, getting off on the praise almost as often as she was the turncock itself,"I can see why you hid her from me, she's delicious."

Gia, feeling a little left out, reached across to take one of Lacy's small hands from Layla's thigh, pulling it across to her lap, the girl 's fingers instinctually seeking out and wrapping around Gia's throbbing length, squeezing it and beginning to idly stroke,"Mm…"Gia moaned, squeezing the ardent softness of Layla's breast in her hand,"Oh I know, she's insatiable too, I figured if I introduced her to you, you know…"

Layla, breathing surd, pulled down none too gently on Lacy's head, feeling every wanted inch of her hammer coast again into the hot, soaked embracing of Lacy's wet and waiting pharynx, both her and Gia watching in delight as the girls backtalk encircled the base of her length, Layla pausing just for a moment before lifting the young woman slowly back up,"Ah, ha, not going to lie Gia babe, I would have stolen this girl in a New York minute ..."She chewed on her lip, looking down into the burnished sparkling heart of the cock-drunk redhead,"So… Ah, nooky, why now ?"

Gia wrapped her own script around Lacy's setting the pace at which she was stroked, her early hand still idly plucking at Layla's glum nipple,"Mm… Because now she's going to act in with me and my baby,"Gia grinned,"It's more than just sex now, she's our girlfriend."

"Eeey,"Layla laughed softly, grinning as she looked across at the Italian woman, nudging Gia with her elbow as she hilted her tool inside the petite lady friend between her knees,"congrats Gia ! I'm so glad you found someone…"She said, genuinely happy for her even as she began to pick up the pace at which she was face-fucking Gia's special individual,"You and your Sister going to be able-bodied to share her O.K. ?"

Gia smirked and nodded knowingly, leaning stuffy to Layla, cuddling up to her affectionately as she watched Lacy's throat at body of work,"Oh for sure, in fact, I think if I had this fiddling gem all to myself I wouldn't be able to keep her satisfied…"

Layla smirked and turned her dark center back on the pocket-sized girl, her brim growing puffy from their work, her eyes half-lidded, her face a vibrant crimson,"Well if you ever need any help keeping this slattern in order…"Layla offered and, as she moved Lacy's promontory up, felt her pull even mellow, the spit-shined length popping unfreeze of the girl's brim as she let out a gasp !

"P-please ! Gia ! Please, can we come here again ? I love you, I really do, but I need this cock in my liveliness, I need it !"Lacy begged, panting severe as she leaned down, Layla letting out a stifled little moan as she felt one of her heavy nuts drawn between the female child 's eager brim and into her mouth, being bathed and worshipped by her nimble clapper, Lacy's eyes broad and hopeful, pleading.

Gia laughed softly and grinned, knowing Lacy as she did she had known from the beginning that this outcome had been almost inevitable,"Of course love, we can amount over here every now and then, and Layla can come across to ours sometimes… And if you're a really salutary girl, maybe you can have the occasional slumber party at hers…"She explained promisingly, attracting Layla's attention, her own center wide as Lacy moaned gratefully, her lips and lingua moving to revere Layla's former heavy ball.

"You mean that Gia ? I can use your girl now and then ?"Layla asked, looking into the eyes of the curvy Italian with surprise.

Gia smirked playfully and leaned in, pressing her lips to Layla's and parting her own, her clapper, sweet and keen, slipping between Layla's plush lips to intermingle and dance with her own pink tongue.

Lacy blushed warmly as she let the nut crepuscle from between her lips, her lingua gliding up the undersurface of Layla's veined pecker until she was once again suckling on the tip, her oculus locked on the gorgeous presentation, the two women, heads tilted as they made out, entirely engrossed in the aesthesis perverting their curvy bodies.

Gia broke the kiss first and grinned a little, a smudge of her lip rouge left behind on Layla's replete depress lip, the woman 's eyes sparkling with desire,"So long as I get her back again."Gia winked.

Layla smirked and nodded, looking down at the girl currently nursing her broad tip, their middle locking,"Oh, I promise ... Though I don't promise she won't get back to you all worn out…"

Gia laughed softly,"Hey, if you can wear her out you'll be able to do something I've never managed…"

"I've never had a girl who can drive my whole prick in her mouth before, I could lay her out and fuck her throat for hours ..."Layla moaned, feeling her cock alluviation a few drops of pre in Lacy's sassing, the girl clearly loving the perceptiveness as she eagerly coated her knife in the stuff, getting off on the mental trope of being laid on her back, pinned beneath the curvy Layla, her pharynx being used like a pussy by her massive pitch-dark cock.

Before Layla could pull down again, Lacy was pushing her head down herself, moving especially ho-hum as her mouth and tongue worked as tough as they could to cake Layla's cock in her hot clear spit, leaving her distance throbbing and impulse as it stood straight up once again falling release of Lacy's back talk with a wet suckling pop.

"What're you doing ?"Layla asked with a raised eyebrow as Lacy's hand too released Gia's putz, the girl moving to stand.

"I need more…"Lacy panted as she stood, Layla somewhat reluctantly letting her digit fall complimentary of the girl 's hair.

"Oh yeah ?"Layla smirked, watching as Lacy pulled her tee shirt up and off over her header, discarding both it and her bra on the story in a good deal, revealing her gorgeous lithe form with her low but lovely breasts,"Going to let me fuck that twat ?"She asked, biting her lip as she glanced down, watching now as Lacy slid her denim and her wet panties down over her shapely pelvic arch and farsighted legs, revealing the smooth patch between her second joint, the lips of her bare purulent puffy and pink, ready, Layla thought, for her heavyset black cock.

Lacy shook her caput and leaned down, reaching into Gia's handbag and producing a small Edward Douglas White Jr. bottle. After a moment opening it she squeezed out a footling dollop of something clear onto her pale digit,"No, your dick too big for my kitty, it wouldn't all fit…"

Layla pouted,"Aw, going to sleep together Gia as you suck me then ?"

Lacy looked to Layla, her eyes slowly tracing up and down the woman 's dark exotic consistence, pausing here and there to take in the sights, the midst waiting cock, the cloggy pap, one held in Gia's script, the pleasured and anticipant expression.

"Not exactly…"Lacy set the bottle down and reached behind her with her lube slipperiness digit, biting her lip as she pressed the fingers between her own rounded ass cheeks, massaging the cold lubricator into her pale tight pack, preparing herself.

Gia loved the shift on Layla's saying, from discombobulation to surprise then finally incredulity,"Lacy, you're kidding, right ? I'll fucking rent you in half !"She said uncertainty in her voice as she glanced at Gia, seeing the expectation and the lust written across her side, not finding any of the worry she had expected.

The small, svelte young woman smiled excitedly her red hairsbreadth falling about her face obscuring one eye as she crawled forward onto the couch, placing a knee either slope of the curvier Layla, straddling her and taking her cock into a still lubed script, massaging as much as she could into the steely shaft.

"I hope so…"Lacy purred with admiration, biting her lip as she guided the monolithic distance between her impudence, working her hips up and down in slow gyrating traffic circle, helping it find its place.

Layla glanced tentatively towards Gia again,"Is this okey ? What about you ?"She asked, acutely aware that, for the most part, Gia's needs had been coming in second place to her own.

Gia smirked and kissed Layla's cheek,"Oh she'll do me next… Then you again, if you're up for it…"

Layla let out a moan as Lacy adjusted her position, the thick mushroom cloud tip of her shaft starting time to crusade against the stubborn resistance of Lacy's tiny ass.

"I-I don't have prison term for that, I'll have to get back to study after this and you two can't be in here without me…"Layla said, her eyes on Gia, searching.

Gia paused for a import, then shrugged,"I can fuck her when we get home, just ingest your fun hm ? ..."

Layla swallowed and looked up into Lacy's gaze, despite her effort to need and abide in restraint, she was entirely at the clemency of this lady friend 's rampant desires. She glanced between Lacy and Gia, feeling a seldom felt thirst chill through her body.

"A-ah, fuck it, Gia, come here."Layla said beckoning with a digit for Layla, who was snuggled up to her to act even closer,"Undress and kneel up on the couch."

Gia raised an supercilium curiously but did as she was told, standing and, under the sleepless amative regard of both Layla and Lacy, began to strip herself, sword lily for an excuse to not be the only when one clothed and glad to get out of her work garb, especially as the small way began to warm up.

Lacy paused for a import, too enraptured by the sight unfolding before her to focus on Layla's cock. She'd seen it all a thousand metre of course of study, every column inch of Gia intimate and up close, but even now the peck of her European olive tree peel, lush curves and thick pecker made her forget to rest for a moment, too taken in by her peach and raw sexuality.

Naked finally, the only clothes remaining on either of them Layla's stockings, lace choker and the heel they both wore, she moved to kneel on the couch beside the pair, her Olea europaea dyed peter pointing towards them.

Set on this path now as Lacy began to move again, slowly urging her hips forward and backwards, the pressure level at the point between them growing, Layla reached up, pushing her retentive middle finger in between Lacy's brim, feeling it slide over the velvety heating system of the surprised girls tongue,"Get it wet slut."

Lacy moaned and did as she was told, Gia watching on curiously as Layla's fingerbreadth came back out from between the blushing lady friend 's mouth, slick and wet.

"Here,"Layla said firmly, shuffling herself down on the couch a short, lowering herself until her lip were at the same level as Gia's hard cock, her script 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 pant to lessen from Gia's lips.

Curling her finger Layla pressed it deep into her admirer, feeling her move forward and close, r as if to run the sudden surprise intrusion, but Layla used this to lead her.

Lacy, a few beads of travail forming on her body as she continued to try and work her hips down, struggling to take the girthy tip into her tight short kettle of fish, watched as Gia scooched forward, one of the cleaning woman 's handwriting coming to catch one's breath one on the back of the lounge, the early on Layla's head as she felt the wonderfully unexpected sensation of her hard tool pushing between Layla's diffuse full moon backtalk and into the new experience of her mouth.

"O-oh, oh roll in the hay Layla…"Gia moaned, looking down with across-the-board heart as the dark-skinned cleaning woman put the thickheaded lips of hers that Layla knew Gia loved so much to exploit on the Italian woman 's tool for the start time in their relationship that, up until now, had always just been the maiden serving the customer.

Layla looked up at Gia, grateful that her dingy complexion made the rosiness that was dominating her cheeks less prominent, she wasn't by nature a very switchy womanhood, always preferring, when given the option, to be the one giving and the one in boot, but, as her centre flickered back to Lacy, she wanted to repay Gia for this recherche talent and, in the present 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 rag with herself for struggling so much, having hoped it would've been as ‘ well-situated'as it had been to postulate her down into her throat.

With the immense tip beginning to distribute her little hollow wider and wider, demanding entry, Layla, just as impatient to find more, moved the deal that wasn't currently sawing a finger in and out of Gia's thick ass to roughly fascinate and squeeze Lacy's hip, dragging the missy down as she thrust her hips up in a sudden burst of force.

Lacy gasped in surprise, her back arching, her titty pressing out and forward as something gave way, her tight fiddling 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 compact cock, which, while not as big as her own, was still impressive and filled her mouth. Gliding her pelvis up and down the pecker she felt the impossible tightness of Lacy's hot milking maw begin to swallow more of her distance, the tip pressing ever mystifying into her yielding ass, all eyes on Lacy as she sank lower, taking maybe half of Layla's pecker into her Young slender body before paused.

She looked at Layla and panted hard, Layla recognising the conclusion and thirstiness in the young woman 's expression as she raised herself slowly back up, her rigorous ass practically sucking on Layla's prick, making her moan around Gia's cock as the joy radiated through her like nothing she could remember experiencing before today.

Gia rested her helping hand on Layla's promontory, toying idly with her dark hair, moaning and whimpering, her optic completion as she was treated to a cock sucking that she'd long fantasised about receiving, the fingerbreadth working deep into her ass, pressing against her prostate in sync with the movement of the charwoman '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 sobriety help the cock to drop down an excess inch or so into her organic structure, her hands both coming to repose on Layla's full knocker, each one Thomas More than a handful for the girl as she began to eagerly ride Layla, feeling the opposition in her trunk melt away until, at finale, she felt her ass slap against Layla's big poke, every inch set impossibly inscrutable in her body.

"A-ah… Gia, look, I did it !"Lacy bit her lip between drawers, gyrating her hip joint in a tight lilliputian rope, stirring and stimulating the cock sheathed inside her, getting used to the powerful sensations, feeling the pecker, material and hard, throbbing and pulsing so wonderfully far within her where before she had only ever felt toy dog, Gia or her Sister own cocks having never been able to scratch the itch trench within her that she only now realised she had.

"Good young lady, I'm so proud of you…"Gia moaned, encouraging,"Make her look real trade good for me yeah ? Give it your all."

Lacy nodded and flicked her head back, tossing her red hairsbreadth behind her shoulders as her finger's breadth moved across the soft chassis of Layla's chest, massaging the heavy orbs and trapping the woman 's nipple between her fingers, letting out a late shuddering breath as she adjusted her knees, allowing herself honest controller as, finally, she started to properly ride Layla's cock.

The sound of Lacy's film cheeks slapping against Layla's body began to ring throughout the room, doubtless able-bodied to be heard by anyone passing by and intermingling with each of their unique groan, Lacy's high pitched and and breathy, Gia's low and poverty-stricken, Layla's muffled by the thick wet pecker held between her lips.

They moved in such perfect unison that to a spectator it would throw looked practiced, each one lost in a earthly concern of pleasure that was unique to themselves, the star mounting to new heights as the room around them grew hot from the action, every spunk in Lacy's ass on fire as again and again she pushed her petite eubstance down, forcing the entire length of Layla's hard cock into her ass bareback, over and over, just how she liked it.

As Layla watched the little redheaded woodpecker eagerly ride her rooster, the girls modest tit bouncing on her chest, she could feel an all too familiar sensation begin to get up in her egg, she moaned around Gia's prick, trying to carry that she was drawing close, but the other two were too engrossed in their own building pleasures to take notice.

Lacy tilted her head back and stared up at nothing for a few moments as she bounced on Layla's cock, massaging and kneading the woman 's titty tight against her chest, loving the way they felt in her delicate handle, diffused human body pressing up between her finger,"Oh fuck Layla this smell so thoroughly, chip in me that smuggled pecker, come on, get it on my ass, fuck me !"

Layla's eye's rolled back in pleasure as she groaned, knowing that if she couldn't slow the missy down and make believe the experience last, then she at the very least she was going to form her impending climax the upright she'd ever had.

sucking hard on Gia's cock and tasting the charwoman 's musky pre as the slick dick caput rubbed over her natural language time and time again, Layla once again griped Lacy's hip, beginning to add the force of her own torso into their lewd interracial ass fucking.

Lacy gasped as the sudden transformation in pep pill and power, feeling the opprobrious cock hammer in and out of her tight lithe body, Layla's cum-filled balls slapping against the sick redheads cheeks, so finale to cumming that the other two couldn't help but notice now, Lacy feeling the cock somehow harden even more within her, Gia feeling the intense hotshot of Layla's desperate moaning around her cock, sending vibrations coursing along her quill and up her vertebral column to explode as pyrotechnic of pleasure behind her eyes.

"A-ah ! I'm going to cum !"Gia whimpered desperately, Layla's scrumptious brim, swirling tongue and searching finger combined with the absolutely unbelievable sentiment of Lacy's conquest proving to be too lots for her to continue.

Layla stared up at them both, wide-eyed, feeling her own shaft go well past the point of no counter and realising then that she would be cumming at the same time as Gia. She had planned on letting Gia cum on her knocker, but as her own tool finally and with great force erupted within Lacy's squeezing trap, her psyche became a blank slate lost to the vivid pleasure that overwhelmed her.

"Ah !"Gia gasped as she felt her dick shoot the offset of many duncish ropes of her cum onto Layla's glossa, her hot sticky cum firing into the woman 's waiting mouth as her ass squeezed and pulsed around the dark woman 's probing finger, milking it as if it were a stopcock itself.

Lacy pinched the dark nipples between her digit hard enough to control the burst of joy made it through to Layla's pleasure besieged brain, the woman hardly able to process the full bedspread of esthesis that rippled through her embattled torso to fight for her attention, her pap straining between Lacy's fingers, her tool, buried to the hilt inside Lacy's ass, firing off its load so deep within her that though Lacy could palpate the dick pulse with each new fit of seed and the balls twitching up against her impudence, all she could feel inside was a thick liquid heat spreading mysterious, late within her.

Finally, for Layla, it was the penchant that now dominated her horse sense. She had expected it to be as it had been in the past for her when she had occasionally been persuaded into giving head word, bitter, salty with a lose weight watery consistency, but in her joy addled res publica she could only conceive about how honorable Gia's cum tasted, slurred and bountiful it filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.

Gia, panting hard and gripping Layla's head as she came, looked down at the fair sex with her now cum-bulging cheeks, her voice coming out low and honied, edged with a luxuria and an insistence that, in the moment of flood tide, Layla couldn't deny,"Come on Layla, swallow my cum…"

Layla closed her middle and tilted her head back slightly, about to open her pharynx and countenance Gia's chummy seed to slide into her stomach, something she'd never done, when Lacy's voice, prompt and heroic, made her suspension,"N-no don't ! Please don't deglutition !"

Layla let out a groan and tilted her header back up, blinking open her eyes and looking at Lacy curiously, the last of Gia's cum flowing from her prick into her mouth, mingling with the rest of her lading on Layla's tongue, forcing every appreciation bud to experience the classifiable savour, her own cock still alight with pleasure, pulsing deep within Lacy, shooting the respite of her own monolithic encumbrance into the girls waiting ass.

"W-what are you doing ?"Gia asked Lacy softly, breathing hard, knowing that she'd almost gotten away with making Gia immerse her load.

"P-pull out…"Lacy panted softly, her eyes locked on Layla's as the lastly of the adult female 's cum flowed into her ass, the women 's backbreaking, over-productive nuts depositing her beginning load of the day, always her liberal, as deep as it could into Lacy's slender heat-flushed body.

Not surely what Lacy was up to, but keen to find out, Gia slowly withdrew her cock from in between Layla's lush lips, stroking her slick cock as she did so to control that every last cliff she could muster was left behind in her ally 's mouth.

Once she had pulled free Lacy turned her aid to Layla, her formula serious, her articulation hungry,"You've got something I want…"

Layla's optic went wide as Lacy then leaned in, her small pale breasts pressing to Layla's massive heap, her hands slinking up to drape around her neck as Lacy's rim sought out Layla's own, her tongue pressure into the cum-filled mouth, greedily drawing it into her own, moaning deeply as she did.

Layla's eyes fluttered shut as she indulged in an all-new whizz, an erotic wet candy kiss with the thirsty redhead, her own shaft, having expelled the live on of her own creamy load into the miss, remained intemperately inside her, Lacy's tight ass so snugly wrapped around the base of Layla's glum diaphysis that it acted like a cock gang, not allowing the beastly member to shrink.

Gia blushed brightly as she watched Layla share the midst cum in her mouth with Lacy, the pale redhead moaning eagerly as she tasted her buff seminal fluid, swallowing it down, again and again, their glossa dancing until Layla's mouth had been completely emptied, the kiss slowing and becoming less fauna in its privation before finally, Lacy leaned back up, panting hard, looking down at the two with a big grin on her face.

"T-thanks ..."Lacy said softly, letting out a final exam contented sigh as she raised her ass up, Layla's grim turncock coming into view as it slowly withdrew from the tight bodied girl.

"Ah…"Layla gasped as her turncock finally came free of Lacy's perfect ass, starting to soften in the comparatively cool off air of the room, her finger's breadth slipping free from Gia's bubbly ass, the fagged woman moving to sit back down Beside Layla who continued to speak, her center on Lacy,"You're welcome… Anytime…"She laughed a fiddling then, playful, feeling more spent than she had in years.

Lacy tilted her head curiously, her flavour losing much of its exhaustion to be replaced instead by a hopefulness,"... Now ? ..."

Layla bit her lip, knowing how completely hollow she was and glanced at Gia for support, but Gia couldn't assistance but laugh, the weariness obvious in her own vocalization, as she relaxed,"See ? I told you she was insatiable…"

Lacy, who knew a no when she heard one, pouted as cutely as she could towards Gia and leaned forward into Layla, their soundbox pressing intimately together, her slight blazonry draped around her neck opening possessively,"Um… Can she maybe come round to ours tonight then ?"

Gia laughed again and eyed the two with a smirk, Lacy holding onto Layla like a young lady begging for a new puppy, Layla playing her portion by giving Gia a puppy-eyed aspect, both of them pleading.

Gia smirked and shook her headspring, shrugging in mock but welcome defeat,"How could I say no to that, hm ? ”