...e. She would be uncontrollable tonight. Envy walked to Ramona’s apartment, taking her about 20 minutes. She wasn’t wet or quivering at the knees as she had been on her previous visits. Her excitement was greater than her nervousness.
She was already dressed for fucking. Leather skirt, thigh-high heeled boots, a tube top three sizes too small. What she had in her bag was extra-special. She turned the doorknob to enter Ramona’s house. Unlocked, as she had predicted. She locked the door behind her. She went to the bedroom door and dropped her bag before putting her ear to the door to see what she could hear. It sounded… powerful. Screaming and moaning and all sorts. All of a sudden, Envy wasn’t so dry anymore. Her pink panties moistened. And Envy suspected that it wasn’t just her love juices.
Taking the noises inside as her invite, Envy walked into the bedroom, and what a sight there was to behold. Stacy and Ramona, Naked. Their clothes on the floor beside them. Stacy, lying on the bed, on her back, with her hands tied to a bedpost and her legs in the air, her eyes rolling back over in her head with pure pleasure. Ramona was in between her legs with her juicy tits bouncing up and down, thrusting in and out of Stacy with something Envy recognized. It was the strap-on Ramona said was too big for Envy. Envy sat ...