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stall door was open, and inside she could also see the well curved outline of Mattie’s body which straddled the toilet as she leaned back against the wall. Her skirt had been pulled up well over her thighs, revealing the dark mound of her pubic hair. The buttons of her blouse were undone, exposing her breasts ensconced within a cream-colored bra.
     
    Kelly watched with a mix of lust and awe as Mattie’s right hand moved under her bra and cupped her left breast and then playfully pinched the darkened nipple. Kelly let out a not quite silent moan as she felt her own nipples quickly growing hard and the space between her legs turning both wetter and warmer.
     
    “Oh, fuck…”
     
    Dillon’s declaration seemed to echo from some great distance behind her as Kelly took a step forward, her tongue tracing the outline of her lips as she stared into Mattie’s eyes and then lowered her gaze to rest on the dusky thatch between her friend’s legs.
     
    “Go ahead Kelly, make me feel good.”
     
    It was at that moment Kelly felt herself somehow move beyond herself, as if she was watching someone else move further forward, lean down, and place their hands gently atop Mattie’s wonderfully firm-soft thighs and kiss her stomach. Mattie’s head moved back as her eyes closed, a small smile breaking across her beautiful face. Her hips began gyrating slowly, seeking out what Kelly was now prepared to give her.
     
    Kelly’s tongue darted briefly inside of Mattie’s opening, finding the salty taste and smooth texture pleasing. She wondered if all women shared a common taste, or if each was somehow unique. Her tongue then ran along each side of Mattie’s inner walls and then came to focus entirely on the now engorged clit.  Mattie’s mouth opened wide as she took in a deep breath and then let it out with a loud cry of pleasure.
     
    “Oh, god Kelly, yes…”
     
    Mattie placed both her hands behind Kelly’s head and gently pushed her friend further forward, grinding her pussy upward into Kelly’s face and crying out again as Kelly matched Mattie’s urgency with her own, pushing two of her fingers into and out of Mattie’s wetness as her tongue continued to suckle her friend’s clit.
     
    It was at that moment Kelly felt her own skirt being pushed up violently and her underwear then ripped and torn away from her now exposed ass. Dillon was grunting from the effort, sounding more animal than human.  Mattie opened her eyes so she could watch as Dillon lowered his pants and rammed his cock into Kelly’s gaping pussy. He entered her easily and cried out as he did so, though some small part of his mind was still reeling from the impossibility of what was happening.
     
    The bathroom filled with the sounds gasps, grunts, and hushed moaning as each of the three thoroughly enjoyed their shared pleasures. For Dillon that enjoyment was short-lived though as he felt the familiar pressure of a quickly approaching orgasm from deep within his groin. He tried to hold it off but the combination of fucking Kelly and watching her at the same time pleasure Mattie was proving too much to delay the demands of his own release.
     
    “Don’t you dare fucking cum in her or on her clothes.”
     
    Mattie’s eyes glared back at Dillon even as her hips continued to thrust upward in response to Kelly’s surprisingly talented tongue.
     
    A half-second before his climax Dillon pushed away from Kelly and stepped backwards and then ejaculated against the back of Kelly’s thighs. Kelly felt Dillon’s semen splash against her skin and then refocused entirely on making Mattie orgasm as well.  Mattie in turn gritted her teeth as she watched the top of her friend’s head move about in a circular motion as Kelly plunged her fingers more deeply into Mattie’s tight-wet chasm and her tongue repeatedly flicked Mattie’s pulsating clit.
     
    “Oh yeah, that’s it, don’t stop. You’re good Kelly, you’re so good…”
     
    Mattie’s encouragement