You slide your hand up your own thigh, pulling the robe back up. You don’t want them to see you yet, which might be unfair considering that they’re both so exposed – but you’re the one with the key, aren’t you?
The black woman moves to be the one on top, while the redhead casts a glance back at you – until the black woman kisses her collarbone and her eyes close in cat-like bliss. She arches her ribs up, presenting her chest to be kissed, and black hair spills over porcelain white skin as the black woman obliges. Her mouth detours towards one breast, nuzzling and kissing it, while her hand massages the other, rolling erect n*****s between thumb and forefinger, pinching hard enough to make the redhead gasp. Her mouth suckles, pulling the redhead’s n*****s taut inside, and she lifts her lip
