“Lift your skirt higher,” Matt ordered, pumping his cock faster into my pussy. “Oh fuck, that’s gorgeous. Lick her, Frannie. That’s so good. God you’re so tight and wet, I can’t…”

Laurie was up on her tiptoes, working her hips in circles, pressing her cunt against my mouth, and my whole face was soon covered with her juices. Her clit was hard under my tongue and I focused there, my hand sneaking down to rub my own clit as Matt pounding into me, his hands gripping my hips hard.

“Oh god, oh god,” Laurie moaned, and I felt hands on my breasts-they were soft and small, hers-pinching my nipples, making me suck her clit harder. “Fran, I’m gonna come all over your face!”

I made a low noise in my throat, wrapping my arms around her hips, diving in deep and moaning when I felt Matt’s fingers take over on my clit where mine had left off.

Laurie’s whole body tensed as she came, little shivers moving through her again and again, and her juices were so copious now they pooled at the hollow of my throat.

“Ahhhhh god!” Matt was going to come, and I was almost there. Laurie, still gasping, moved toward him, her hands on my thighs, pulling my legs back. I moved up to my elbows, still swallowing the taste of Laurie’s pussy, and the sight of Matt’s cock sliding into my smooth, wet slit sent a quick rush of pleasure through me.

Then I couldn’t see anything, because Laurie’s mouth was on my clit, her tongue lashing over and over. I groaned at the loss when Matt slid out of me, but a moment later he flooded my clit with his come, hot pulsing waves of it flooding against my flesh, and the sensation took me over the edge. I arched and shuddered on the desk as