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the bed and quickly stood before pulling her panties and jeans back up.
    “Wait a minute.” McKayla moved in
front of her quickly. She slipped her hand down the front of Gwen’s jeans
before Gwen could button them. She slipped a finger into Gwen, who moaned as
her eyes closed. Her hands came up to grip McKayla’s shoulders. She was still
oh so sensitive between her thighs. “Now I want some too. How could I not after
that little display?”
    “No one was supposed to come back
here.” Gwen stuttered as McKayla walked her backwards to the edge of the bed,
her finger sliding in and out of Gwen slowly. McKayla used her other hand to
push Gwen’s jeans back down over her hips. McKayla pulled her finger from Gwen
so she could lift Gwen’s shirt. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. Gwen had to help
pull it the rest of the way over her head because as soon as her breasts were
exposed, McKayla dipped her head to take a nipple in her mouth. Gwen looked up
to see Cole leaning a shoulder against the wall with his arms crossed over his
chest and his ankles crossed. His eyes were focused on them.
    “Lay down.” McKayla commanded. Gwen
sat down then scooted back so she was in the middle of the bed before lying
back on the pillows. McKayla pulled the jeans and panties from Gwen’s legs
before crawling onto the bed. McKayla’s hands slid up Gwen’s hips then up over
the full round soft globes of her breasts while she straddled Gwen’s hips. Gwen
moaned and arched her back as McKayla roughly pinched both of Gwen’s nipples. “Do
you like when he watches us?” McKayla glanced over her shoulder at Cole, who
was still leaning against the wall.
    “Yes.” Gwen’s voice was barely
audible. McKayla dipped her head and licked up Gwen’s neck. Gwen rolled her
head to the side to give her better access. Her eyes locked with Cole’s across
the room. McKayla left a trail of kisses over Gwen’s collarbone, down over her
breasts to her stomach, but Gwen’s eyes never left Cole. That is until
McKayla’s flat, warm, wet tongue slid through the moisture gathering between
Gwen’s thighs.
    Gwen’s thighs clamped closed around
McKayla’s head. Her hands sinking into McKayla’s hair as her back arched and a
moan from Gwen filled the silence. Gwen couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore.
They slammed shut as pleasure from McKayla’s tongue filled her brain.
    “Oh yeah. This pussy is all wet. Must’ve
been a good vision you used for that vibrator. Tell me, what were you thinking
of?” McKayla’s fingers slipped deep into Gwen’s pussy. Gwen groaned and looked
down at McKayla, who had a wicked smile on her face. Her fingers slid in and
out while their eyes were locked. Gwen swallowed hard before reaching down and
grabbing two handfuls of McKayla’s hair and pulling just firm enough to get her
point across. McKayla followed and moved back up Gwen’s body.
    “I was thinking about eating your
pussy.” Gwen said before pulling McKayla’s head down. She pressed her lips
firmly into McKayla’s lips before tilting her head. Their tongues touched and
danced together while their hands caressed and massaged each other. Gwen
wrapped her legs around McKayla’s hips as they continued to kiss and caress.
    McKayla broke the kiss first. Her
breathing was hard as she looked down at Gwen. She sat back on her knees. Her
hands slid from Gwen’s knees that were at her hips down to Gwen’s hips,
gripping tight. Gwen pushed up so she was sitting and could pull off the
t-shirt that McKayla had on. She made quick work of McKayla’s bra, releasing
her small perky breasts. Gwen’s legs returned to the bed so that she could
reach the clasp at the top of the jeans McKayla had on.
    Gwen pushed the shorts down just
enough to find that McKayla didn’t have on any panties. Gwen’s fingers found
their way to the hot juices between McKayla’s thighs. McKayla was trying to get
her shorts the rest of the way off, but Gwen wasn’t waiting. Her fingers