Chapter Twenty-Seven
On Display
Once the syrupy spasms of her shivering orgasm began to fade away, the satisfied Alyssa eventually rolled up on her elbows. She smiled sweetly, first at the heavyset older woman who smacked her moist lips with a slow, savoring relish as she sat back up between the dark-haired girl’s splayed white thighs, then at the cute-faced little redhead smirking crosslegged by her side. Breathing heavily, her pretty bosoms rising and falling, Alyssa licked her lips and shook out her glossy dark tresses with a characteristically purposeful dramatic flair. Then she reached over to the bedside table and rolled up the dimmer switch on the little lamp there so that the scene now was lit by the bulb’s soft, rosy glow, better revealing a tableau of four bodies gleaming bare
