“Yeah, I saw those two hung, hunky men fucking you. I guess you like swinging dicks too,” Alana smiled and stalked towards Liza. “But I know that even a hot, hard, thirty minute fuck isn’t enough for you. You need more, and you need me to make you cum this time.”
Liza groaned as her girlfriend slid her hand up against her recently-fucked pussy, and ground herself against it. She was exhausted from Damien’s fuck, but Alana was right, her slut cunt gushed some more, getting excited for round two, this time with Alana.
Meeting Liza’s glossy lips, Alana opened her mouth, and their tongues met and fought, both craving for a taste of the other. Their hands were everywhere, and Liza was naked, again, before long, and she was on top of the basin counter, legs spread wide with Alana’s satiny thong sliding up against her exposed pussy, the smooth rasp of the fabric stimulated her clit and made her moan into Alana’s mouth.
They made out for the longest time, just kissing and moaning on top of the counter, Alana licked all of Damien’s dried cum off her tits, giving extra attention to Liza’s sensitive nipples as their pussies continued to slide against one another, Alana’s thong getting soaked through with both their juices, until she finally slid the wet fabric off her long legs, and put it beside Liza on top of the basin.
Not being able to take another moment of this delicious tease, Liza pushed against Alana, making her back up and and she slid off the basin counter, pulling Alana down onto the cold tiled toilet floor with her, Liza lay flat on her back while Alana got between her legs.
Licking up her inner thigh, Alana fastened her mouth on Liza’s pussy, tasting her clit with a few flicks of her tongue, then she leaned up, flipped her black hair over her shoulder and kissed Liza’s lips, hands going between her thighs and rubbing her co-worker’s pussy. She felt Liza make a sharp intake of breath, and broke the kiss to moan and thrust her pussy against Alana’s hand.
“Mmm yeah, right there..! Oh..! U-ungh….! Ahhhh….” Her back arched, platinum blonde hair in a wild mess, breasts on full display for Alana’s hungry eyes. Alana kissed her way down Liza’s smooth white neck, taking a taut nipple into her mouth and nibbling on it, making Liza’s hips slam against her hand faster.
“AH! Ahhh! Almost there! Oh don’t stop! D-don’t stop…” Liza’s breath was coming out in high-pitched moans now, pussy dripping onto the floor, making the whole toilet fill up with the sounds and smells of two dirty bitches fucking on the toilet floor. Her two hands roughly holding Alana’s head to her breast, forcing her to keep sucking on her huge, over-sensitized nipples.
Alana pushed two more fingers deep between Liza’s soaking-wet pussy lips, and that pushed her over. “OH MY GOD! Alana! Ungh Ooooohhh… AHHHHH!” Her pussy leaking even more juices on to the bathroom floor, shudders running through her as her fourth orgasm of the night ripped through her pussy, making her buck against Alana’s firm hands, Alana kept pumping her two fingers into her dripping cunt, making even more of that slick pussy juice ooze out from Liza’s slit.
When she was done, she could barely breathe, and she was shaking from how good it felt. “Holy shit, that was good.” She said hoarsely to a smug Alana, grabbing the back of her head and leading her in for another kiss. Alana tasted her own juices on Liza’s lips as she lay on top of Liza, their nipples rubbing against each other, and Alana’s aroused cunt lazily rubbing against Liza’s thigh, looking for some friction for her own clit.
“Now your turn,” Liza grinned, and raised her thigh suddenly, so Alana’s pussy ground against it even harder, making the black-haired woman moan and grip her shoulders.
“Yeah, you know you want it, bitch, just grind that hot cunt against my leg.” Alana said, her hands going down to Liza’s tits as she humped away at her thigh.
“Dirty little peeping tom, I bet you would’ve loved to let Damien cum inside you, his ten-inch dick is so wide and veiny, it gets all the right spots, and it’ll make you cum all night long if he wanted to make you.” Liza sat and flipped Alana into a sitting position between her own thighs, her lips right up against Alana’s ear, hands spreading Alana’s thighs apart, arranging her legs, bent at the knee and her feet placed on either side of Liza’s legs so that she could hold them open with her own knees, exposing her soaking wet pussy to the cold toilet air.
“Lick,” Liza said, presenting her manicured fingers in front of Alana’s mouth, then pushing and pulling them in and out like a cock before bringing her saliva slicked fingers to Alana’s clean-shaven pussy and roughly pushing them inside.