She should be angry, wanted to be; said she was. But her body betrayed her; the moistness in her new lingerie told only herself that he knew what she needed again.

The offering was sitting in the vinyl booth at speakeasy; her fishnets clearly visible underneath her pretty floral dress. That her name was Jessica was immaterial, she was here and it made her mouth dry at the prospect. B had told when, where but nothing except she was to have her back in the flat within an hour.

She had black wavy hair, a stud underneath her lip and smelt of vanilla and oranges. She was smart, funny and very very pretty even as she slid her finger inside the fiiagree of her french knickers. Jessica was good; she barely skipped a beat as M slipped a second finger into her under the table. She would do very nicely indeed; the way only her nostrils sightly flared while she laughed prettily was exactly what they both needed as tonight's diversion.
A time passed and they were at home and a little drunk and high. She had especially liked licking the coke off her pretty pink nipples but knew this was only a sideshow for what had been agreed.

She could tell he was happy, the way his eyes glazed over looking at both of them together. She could the glistening beads of precut coming off his cock as he stroked very close to their faces. He wasn't sitting back and watching anymore she could tell he wanted more and quickly. She was surprised that he hadn't laid back and let them take turns sucking him.

Jess wasn't ready however and it suprised her how wet the pretty young thing was making her. She had said she hadn't wouldn't really play with the girl toy, that she didn't really like that anymore, that all she really wanted was cock. She was the one though pulling the girl's face into her even as she pushed her own tongue as far as she could get it into the sweet musky hole. Jess was pushing a rhythm that spoke of an innate talent.

She guided his cock into her tight little hole. The tonguing had worked and he glided in effortlessly. Jess started to moan and maddy pushed her own tongue into Jess mouth while her hands worked between them.

More time passed. His end was coming and she was starting to tire. Jess' hair was wet, her body slick with sweat and sex. He had taken turns with them and they had both got what they needed. He started to grunt as he pushed himself faster into her. M started to cry as he whispered in her ear as she came and he came.

There were a few words but only a few as Jess freshened up and then left. She was smiling as she shut the door. That Jess had asked for an encore made them both smile.

B had chosen well. She was happy that he was happy and she was both smiling and sore.