Chapter 884

I pulled the remnants of the bodysuit off her creamy skin, which smelled faintly of flowers, and let it fall to the floor. Kayla looked on, her wired eyes also flashing lust, and she stuffed three fingers up her cunt.

"Look at that," Kayla said, holding up her hand, which was flooded with her arousal. "This is what coke does to me. Every single fucking time."

"God, you know I can’t resist that, you slut," Ginger said, and she pulled Kayla toward us, inhaling her fingers to lick them clean.

I was on my knees, tossing away the bodysuit, and found myself confronted at eye level with Ginger’s pussy. She maintained a landing strip to show off that the carpet matched the drapes, and even through the bitter drip of cocaine down the back of my throat I could smell her arousal. My tongue darted out and tasted her lips. They were slick with thick syrup, and she tasted sweet.

"Fuck," Ginger moaned, elongating the vowel dramaticall