She tasted sweet, clean, and salty; intoxicating. This was obviously a great idea. “What’s going to happen now, Aditi, is you are going to fuck your coworker the way you imagine in your fantasies until she cums on your girl-cock.”
I continued, “Grace, you are going to fuck her back like you are in love.”
But first, some logistics. “Hello?”
“It’s Dan. There was nothing I could do now with these two that could top that, and both girls were worn out after a series of shattering orgasms. How elaborate or specific could these be? “Uh, Aditi?”
“Yes?”
“You seem like you might fuck a lot.”
“I do.”
“Have you ever used a strap-on before?”
“Yes”
“Have you ever thought about using a strap-on with Grace before?”
“All the time”
My horniness was now off the charts. Though, am I being a good guy? Suck on that thing like it’s the head of your boyfriend’s dick!” She seemingly happily complied, and I sat back to watch, absentmindedly kneading and massaging both of Aditi’s small tits while entranced with the interface of Grace’s elegant mouth and Aditi’s slobbering cunt. Her ass was generous and round, but muscular and smooth. Grace’s face was contorted in ecstasy.
