Chapter 72

I slipped inside Bianka again and started to fuck her properly. The teasing had only made her more aroused. Her pussy, as smooth and soft as the rest of her skin, was swollen and desperate. She spoke deliriously as I fucked her with long, deliberate strokes. And it didn’t even take a minute before she exploded. It was an incandescent, powerful orgasm that could have stripped the paint off the walls. I kept fucking her, and as soon as she calmed down, she was rapidly building up to the brink again.

Katie rolled over and began sucking Bianka’s pert, pencil-eraser nipples. I reached down and massaged Katie’s tits while I savored the squishing tightness of Bianka’s pussy. Bianka’s nipples were hyper-sensitive, and she exploded like a firework a second time.

"Her turn, her turn," Bianka panted desperately. "I need a minute."

I pulled out, and Bianka had left a thick froth of creamy pussy juice covering my cock.

"Clean it up, Katie," I