With that, she dropped her pants and her panties and hopped up onto her bed. She ran her tongue all over my sack, clearly enjoying herself. Ashley was right, everything would be much easier to access with a pillow under Alyssa’s butt. “Hey now, we almost always have sex in my bedroom!”
“Almost always?” Alyssa inquired, taking a small sip of wine after she spoke. “What’s not to like? She brought them down to my ankles, and my cock sprang up, pointing straight towards the ceiling. “You’re so hot!”
“Isn’t that thong so cute?” Madison asked. “That would explain why you’re always so goddamn horny,” Madison said. She had her legs pressed together, meaning her pussy lips were pressed up against each other. Ashley’s orgasm finished a few seconds before mine. The two of us had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. Apparently they had a reputation for fucking and doing coke in the bathroom at the restaurant. Things sort of progressed from there, and Madison slowly became more and more involved.
