[Camille]

 

 

Laura arrived at seven on the nose and found the delicious Camille wearing a white evening dress that dipped between her large jutting breasts, showing off her exquisite smooth upper chest and sculptured clavicles, as well as her beautiful golden neck. She was even more breathtaking than Laura remembered her from the restaurant. Her waist was tiny, and her soft brown Chinesey eyes alluring.

Laura could feel her pulse accelerate. Camille let her in, then made a charming moue.

"Rob got called out of town," she pouted. "Just a few minutes ago, actually. Too late for us to phone you. Gosh, it'll be just you and me for dinner. Hope you don't mind."

Laura tried to keep her eyes from falling to Camille's delectable cleavage. The girl had fantastic, burnished gold skin, and Laura wanted to touch it.

"Oh . . . I can survive," she said. "It'll give us a chance to get to know each other."

"Right," Camille smiled, genuinely friendly.

"I feel a little under-dressed. I didn't know you were going to be so fancy."

"Oh, this?" Camille did a charming little pirouette.

"Actually, I just got it and was dying to try it out. But it is a little pretentious, I know. Why don't you stir the gravy here and I'll go change into something less . . . phony."

"Okay."

Camille left and returned a few minutes later wearing a pale yellow lounging outfit. Laura's practiced eye saw that she had also removed her bra, even though her breasts were so firm they barely moved under the thin fabric of the lounging shirt. Her large nipples could be detected, though. But Laura tried not to look.

"There, that's better," Camille said. "Want a drink, before dinner?"

Laura smiled. "Sounds great. I'll make them while you finish."

Laura made each a vodka tonic, and they went into the living room. For a while they made small talk, mostly about Rob.

"I suppose I'm not the first one to tell you that you look like that model Stephanie Seymour," Camille said.

Laura smiled and blushed. "No. I hear it once in a while."

"I bet. You're a dead ringer for her."

"Thanks."

"Gosh . . . I remember when I first saw her, like in one of those Victoria's Secret ads? I thought she was so gorgeous and sexy, it would almost be worth switching. To girls, I mean."

"Really?" Laura smiled. "She is pretty sexy."

"I even bought a couple of those things, you know, that she was wearing? God, they're great. You ought to see them. Men just . . . I mean Rob, you know, just about explodes when I wear them."

"I'll bet they look great on you. You have such a beautiful figure."

"Would you like to see them?"

"Yes," Laura smiled, feeling very excited, wondering how much better things could go.

"I'll get them."

Laura thought Camille would return with two or three sexy teddies, on hangars, just to show them. Instead, about two minutes later, she returned wearing one. The situation so surprised Laura that she almost choked on her cocktail. Quickly, she gulped an ice cube and tried to maintain her composure.

The teddy was made entirely of pale turquoise lace, which concealed almost nothing. It was cut so high that the leg openings rose to Camille's very tiny waist, revealing every inch of her firm, golden thighs, almost as large as Brandi's, and as shapely. Her full breasts strained at the flimsy lace, and her large, dark nipples were clearly visible.

She looked at Laura provocatively, even coquettishly, and Laura found herself wondering who was being seduced here.

"God, it's gorgeous," Laura said, wondering how much her obvious sexual arousal showed.

She couldn't take her eyes off Camille's incredible, full- figured body. Except for Karen, Laura had never gone to bed with a woman as voluptuous as this. Then she remembered Shawn, whose huge breasts were, after all, artificial, though thrilling. But these were real. The teddy was actually too small for Camille's breasts, and Laura could see the bulging undersides of them when the girl turned sideways, which she did while doing another fetching pirouette.

"Mmmmm, you look good enough to eat," Laura said, feeling a hot pulse beat in her throat.

That caught Camille's attention. She looked hotly at Laura, her eyes questioning and bold at the same instant. "You think so?"

Laura knew her eyes were smoking, but she made no effort to conceal it. Camille didn't seem in the least shy. In fact, she seemed in a rather adventurous mood. After all, her husband was out of town, and nobody knew what she was up to. But Laura.

"I think so," Laura said softly, in a throaty voice.

Camille came over to the sofa where Laura was sitting. Now she was close enough to smell, a wonderful, ethereal perfume, and close enough for Laura to see the cleavage between her young, jutting breasts through the thin lace of the teddy.

"Have you ever, you know, gone to bed with another girl?" she asked Laura, softly, seriously.

Laura looked down, afraid she might blush from shame, or excitement, unsure of how to reply. "Once," she nearly whispered. When Camille said nothing, she plunged ahead. "It was so good I never dared to try it again."

"Really?"

Now Camille sat down on the sofa next to her. Laura could barely stand the temptation. Her head reeled from the lovely perfume. Camille's sensual lips were only inches from hers. The fantastic teddy was held up only by two spaghetti straps. Under it Camille's jutting breasts nearly touched Laura's arm.

Camille's eyes, deep brown, wide, questioning, locked into Laura's. Without saying a thing, Laura lifted one hand and slowly tugged one of the spaghetti straps off Camille's delicious, gleaming brown shoulder. It hung halfway down her arm.

Her breasts were so large that the teddy could not drop away by itself. Deliberately, also slowly, her eyes never leaving Laura's, she raised her hand and pulled the other strap down from her other shoulder.

Now the teddy slipped down, exposing Camille's magnificent breasts. Her nipples were very large, dark brown but not black, with wide areolas and pointy centers. Laura raised her hands to Camille's breasts, cupping them, as her mouth met Camille's.

Their kiss was sweet and patient, then more aggressive. Camille's lips parted to let Laura's tongue in, and then her own slipped into Laura's. Laura's squeezed the girl's hard breasts, and both began to breathe more heavily as their mouths finally came apart.

Laura kissed her neck, and her ear, and her golden shoulder. "You're so very beautiful," she whispered.

She cradled one luscious, hard breast in her palm and lowered her mouth to Camille's nipple. With her tongue, she explored it, licking the wide areola, flicking the center stem, teasing it with her lips, then sucking it all the way into her mouth.

She held Camille's breast in both hands while she sucked it, and Camille held Laura's head in her hands, watching, sighing softly, then panting more excitedly. Laura knew, having been here before, exactly what it would take to have Camille begging to be fucked in only a few minutes, and she carefully worked to bring it about.

When Camille's nipple was wet and erect, Laura pinched it gently in her fingers while turning to the other one. She pushed Camille back into the sofa cushions and feasted on the girl's scrumptious breasts, and in only a few minutes Camille was twisting and moaning, whimpering softly.

"Oh god, Laura . . . god, it feels so good!" she moaned. "God, I love the way you suck me. Oh god! Unhhh!"

"Mmmmm, I want the rest of you too," Laura murmured, still kissing her naked body as she tugged the flimsy teddy down Camille's legs.

She wanted to explore every inch of the delicious girl, but Camille was already approaching the urgent stage. Her eyes were glazed, her hips churning involuntarily, and Laura knew she was on the verge of coming. She kissed her beautiful long golden midriff, then her breasts and nipples again, then her mouth, hungrily, demandingly. Camille moaned into her teeth, arching her back, almost begging Laura with her body alone to do it, to finish it.

Laura was glad that she had the girl alone at least for this moment, and didn't have to share her yet.

"You want me to do it, don't you," she whispered seductively into Camille's marvelous brown ear, squeezing her breasts.

"Yes . . . oh yes!" Camille breathed.

But suddenly her eyes fell to Laura's clothes. For the first time she realized that Laura was still clothed, though she herself was entirely naked.

"Oh Laura," she murmured, "do it to me right. With your clothes off too. I want to feel you too."

"Of course," Laura smiled.

She slipped easily and quickly out of her clothes, and then they embraced for the first time both completely naked, coiling together and kissing even more passionately than at first. Camille was eager and ardent, but Laura was not going to miss her opportunity. She quickly slid down between the girl's golden thighs and pressed her lips to Camille's long, sinuous, very wet pussy, sliding her tongue into it.

"Unhhh! Oh . . . oh god!" Camille moaned, shivering uncontrollably.

Laura was an expert at this, and in only seconds she had Camille shaking and clenching and twisting, moaning heatedly. She stabbed her tongue deep into Camille's pussy, then drew it out slowly, running the edge of it along Camille's swollen clit. When she knew the girl had reached the point of no return, she began to concentrate on the clit totally, flicking and stroking it with her tongue, until Camille suddenly gasped sharply.

"Oh! Unhh!"

Her body stiffened, then went into wild convulsions as she came.

"Oh! Oh . . . Laura! Ungghh . . . oh annggmmnnniieeee!" she cried out, her lovely, voluptuous body churning and straining as the orgasm poured through her.

She was truly shaken by it, and was still gasping and quivering when Laura slid back up to kiss her. Laura was very aroused from Camille's orgasm, and rubbing her naked body against Camille's aroused her further.

"Oh god . . . I don't think I've ever come like that," Camille gasped softly, her dark brown eyes still glassy with bliss. "At least not so fast. Usually it takes me a long time."

Laura kissed her searchingly, heatedly. Camille's mouth dropped to Laura's breasts, and she held them in her hands and sucked Laura's nipples hungrily.

"Oh yes," Laura groaned softly. "Yes yes."

"Oh Laura, I've never done this, but I want you so much," Camille murmured, squeezing and sucking Laura's breasts passionately.

Right now Laura didn't care that she and Rob were going to fuck Camille together. She wanted to come, she wanted Camille to make her come, and she whimpered excitedly as Camille's lips closed over one of her nipples, sucking it hard.

"Oh god . . . oh Jesus . . . fuck me, honey," she panted to Camille. "Do it to me, girl, quick, please. Please!"

"Yes . . . yes, I will," Camille panted too, slipping down Laura's squirming body.

Laura was very aroused, and it took only a few touches of Camille's tongue against her clit to make her come. A sharp, wrenching climax shook her body, and she cawed helplessly as it blinded her with quick rapture.

"Unngghh! Oh! Unngghiiee!" she cried out, coming sharply.

She was in the middle of this wrenching orgasm when Rob walked in the door. Both she and Camille were moaning and panting so much that they didn't notice him for a minute. But then Laura, who was still slack and throbbing from her orgasm, felt Camille's body stiffen.

"Oh god," Camille squeaked, in a panic. "Rob . . . what are you doing here?"

"I live here. Did you forget?" he said, looking down at their two intertwined naked bodies.

"Oh god!"

Camille looked at Laura, who was glad it had happened this way. She was so destroyed by her climax that she could barely react.

"Rob . . . I . . . I'm sorry," she mumbled softly.

"Rob . . . we just, I don't know, it just happened," Camille stammered, trying to apologize.

But by now Rob was grinning, unbuckling his pants. "I don't know," he said. "Maybe I'll forgive you both if you let me join in. What do you think?"

Camille looked blankly at Laura, who shrugged.

"Might be fun," Laura murmured.

"Oh god . . . I've never done anything like that!" Camille said.

"You hadn't done anything like this either, a few minutes ago," Laura said.

By now Rob had his pants down, and his gigantic cock sprang into view, jumping and swelling. Both Laura and Camille looked at it with awe, Laura trying to seem surprised.

"Rob . . ." Camille exclaimed, still trying to object.

But Rob was out of his clothes almost instantly. He came up behind her, guiding his huge, jumping cock with one hand, sliding it up under her beautiful naked ass and into her pussy, pushing in deep.

"Unggh! Oh Rob!" Camille gasped as it slid up into her.

He encircled her with his arms from behind, squeezing her breasts and pumping into her hard. It didn't take him more than two or three strokes to get all of them into it. Laura quickly took Camille's large, hard, beautiful breasts from his hands and began tonguing and sucking the girl's wide brown nipples thirstily.

"Ohhnn!" Camille moaned, giving herself up to it eagerly. "God, yes! Fuck me, both of you fuck me, yes! Unh! Unh!"

During their fucking before Rob had appeared, Laura had seen none of the tiger in Camille that Rob had referred to, no biting or scratching or tempestuous wildness. But now, as she and Rob fucked her together, Camille grew wild. Her fingernails bit into Laura's shoulders as Laura squeezed and sucked her luscious breasts.

"God . . . do it hard!" she begged, pushing the firm globes into Laura's mouth, groaning as Rob's huge cock ripped up into her. "Oh yes . . . ungghh! Ungghhh! Ungghhh!"

It really was wildly exciting. Camille was wildly beautiful, she loved fucking, and Rob and Laura fucked her vigorously, bringing her quickly to the edge. In addition to sucking Camille's huge, gorgeous nipples, Laura dropped one hand to the girl's dripping slit and rubbed Camille's clit, scissoring it between two fingers as Camille approached the point of no return.

This, along with Rob's upthrusting, skewering cock jamming repeatedly into her pussy, drove Camille even wilder. And Laura too. Her fingers on Camille's clit occasionally grazed the enormous, iron-hard stalk of Rob's prick as it hammered up into Camille's cunt, sending thrills through Laura, who knew she would soon be feeling it hammering up into her as well.

Camille began to come without warning, a violent, wrenching, squealing orgasm, her body straining and flipping between Laura and Rob. Rob had one hand over her mouth to muffle her screams, and Laura's teeth sank not-too-viciously into one wide round nipple, to give Camille an extra spurt of sensation.

It worked, and Camille had a second, sharp orgasm.

"Ohhnngghiieee!" she cried out, coming again, her luscious body wracked by quick jolts of ecstacy.

But it was nothing to what was coming, Laura knew. While the girl was still dazed and panting from two quick climaxes, Laura kept up her caresses, at the same time motioning Rob to her purse, in which she had stowed a small bottle of baby oil. Rob had not come yet himself, since he had been aiming for this moment. Grinning, he took the small plastic bottle from Laura's purse and screwed off the cap.

Laura watched out of the corner of her eye with awe as he swabbed the oil onto his phenomenal fuck-piston.

"She's on a roll," she murmured to him. "Let's keep her rolling."

"Ohhnnnn," Camille moaned, twisting and writhing as Laura kissed her, and squeezed her wonderful firm breasts.

"Oh baby, you want us to fuck you more, don't you," Laura purred, sliding down the girl's beautiful golden body. "You want me to suck you, don't you, and take your clit in my mouth and make you die of coming, don't you."

"Oh god . . . yes!" Camille panted.

Laura was face to face with Camille's long, wet pussy, tonguing it and stroking Camille's incredible thighs, watching as Rob parted his wife's cheeks from behind. Laura saw the amazing greased pole slide between them, then felt Camille stiffen and choke softly as it penetrated her.

"Unghouungghh!" she grunted. "Ohnnn . . . shit!"

"Easy, baby, easy," Rob murmured to her, inching it slowly into her ass, while Laura held her thighs steady with both hands.

"Oh god!" Camille cried out. "Please . . . no! Oh god, Rob, not that, please! Ungghh! Owwnnchh! Ohnnggg!"

But both Rob and Laura and the baby oil were too much for her. Rob's huge greased cock slid all the way into her ass until she was impaled on the massive shaft, whimpering pitifully, and then moaning in a low, unearthly way that Laura recognized, having done it herself. Camille was paralyzed by the pain of having his gigantic cock shoved all the way into her ass. She winced and quivered, moaning, tears finally sliding down her cheeks, teeth clenched.

But Laura and Rob knew the pain would pass, being supplanted by a fierce, white-hot lust and crazy need, and they waited, caressing her tenderly, murmuring to her, until Camille began to writhe in spite of her pain, and whimper excitedly.

"Oh yes . . . oh yes," Laura panted, again squeezing her phenomenal breasts and sucking her big brown nipples. "You're going to come so hard, baby, so hard. Yes . . . let him fuck you, let him fuck you, yes."

"Oh . . . oh! Please!" Camille whimpered, looking down now at Laura's hands and mouth on her breasts, watching her wet, shiny nipples disappear between Laura's lips, then wincing again as Rob began to move his cock in and out of her. "Ungghh! Ownncchh! Oh god, it hurts!"

"Hold on, baby, just hold on," he panted to her, accelerating his thrusts.

And now Camille did begin to respond, as the pain disappeared behind the wild fuck-hunger that began to overcome her. And the true hellcat in her that Rob had described began to come out too as she squirmed and whinnied uncontrollably, churning her pelvis down into each rising thrust, her ass crammed full of Rob's massive organ. Her fingers raked Laura's shoulderblades as she arched her back and flexed her body, her face a mask of sublime ecstacy as Rob fucked her harder and harder.

"Unngghh . . . unnghhh!" she grunted, gasping with each deep penetration, groaning as his cock slipped back out to the edge.

Laura, knowing Camille wouldn't last long at this pace, quickly slid down the girl's beautiful, writhing body to her pussy, which she began to tongue and suck passionately. It was all so exciting that she wanted it to last, but she knew at this pace that Camille would explode in horribly intense orgasms in only seconds more. She knew it from her own experience.

And her mouth on Camille's cunt actually brought on the fierce, killing explosions she had foreseen. Laura slid two fingers up into Camille's slippery pit, stabbing Camille's swollen clit with her tongue, then sucking it sharply. Rob took another furious lunge of his cock up into his wife's asshole and groaned loudly as he came first, spewing rockets of jism into her.

This, and Laura's wild attack on her pussy, sent Camille quickly over the edge. She came in shocking convulsions, keening and cawing as the breath left her lungs, her body jerking and flexing uncontrollably as the spasms wracked her. By the time she did start moaning, Rob's hand covered her mouth to muffle her passionate shrieks.

Again and again he stabbed his spurting cock up into her ass as she screamed and shook with fresh paroxysms of rapture.

"Mnnnggiieeee! Ungghh! Ohnngg! Ummggnnggmmniieeee!" she wailed into his palm, surging and flipping, shocked by fierce seizures of ecstacy.

Finally, her body went slack, and all Laura could hear was the desperate panting of both of them. Rob was first to recover, and he pulled his softening, but still huge, prick out of Camille's asshole, wiping it with a towel. Camille took a few more minutes to regain her senses. When she did, she was still groggy from this overdose of ass-reaming.

"God, you guys tried to kill me," she finally breathed in astonishment. She caressed her beautiful buns. "My poor little booty. Having that monster up inside of it."

Rob grinned. "You love that monster."

Camille too burst into a wide grin. "Gosh, you're right," she agreed. "I even like him up there. Wow, I never came like that." She ran her finger up and down in her asscrack, coming up with dripping gobbets of Rob's cum. "And look at this lovely stuff coming back out."

She leaned forward and exchanged a long, lingering, ardent, tongue-entangling kiss with Laura.

"I told you you'd like it," Laura murmured.

"But I think you made it happen," Camille said. "It was your mouth along with him hammering me that way. I just went up like a bomb."

Laura remembered her experience with Cassandra and her boyfriend Johnny, in New York, about a year ago. It was the only time she had experienced a similar thing, and she too had exploded like a bomb.

They all knew Rob would have to wait a few minutes before he could administer a similar reaming to Laura, who could hardly wait. But nothing stood in the way of Laura and Camille doing it together, and they both seemed to get the idea at the same time. Their kiss was an invitation, and Camille's hands rose to Laura's breasts. She dropped her mouth to them, kissing and sucking Laura's nipples hungrily.

"Ohhh I didn't get to suck these nearly enough before," Camille murmured. "You were so eager. But now I'm going to get my fill of them."

"Suck them hard, girl," Laura whispered to her, throwing her head back. "Suck hard."

"Mmmmmm," Camille hummed, devouring Laura's nipples, worrying them with her teeth in a way that made Laura's lust jump up two or three notches.

"Oh Jesus . . . yes!" she hissed, looking down at her wet nipples as they disappeared into Camille's sensual mouth.

Rob was watching too, and Laura knew the sight of this would get him ready again pretty fast. Camille pushed her back into the sofa cushions and scooped up both of Laura's smallish but perfect breasts in her hands, squeezing them hard and swallowing Laura's bursting, aching nipples. Then she kissed Laura's neck and Laura's mouth, murmuring hot fuck-words to Laura, how she was going to help Rob fuck her, how they were both going to fuck her as hard as she herself had been fucked.

"But first I want to feel your pussy against mine," she whispered to Laura. "You're so wet, oh god, I can't believe how wet you are, how good you'll feel. Have you ever done that? Can we do that?"

Laura nodded, panting and quivering herself with sexual need. They both slid off the sofa onto the floor where there was more room. Then, entangling their legs, they quickly brought their wet cunts together, both of them feeling an urgent need, not wasting any time. The feel of Camille's slippery, warm cuntlips mashing into her own made Laura's hot blood leap and sizzle.

"Ohhnnn!" she moaned, holding onto one shapely, golden leg and slowly grinding her wet pussy into Camille's. "Oh Jesus, honey, fuck me hard. Unhhh . . . I'm going to come! Oh, please!"

When she had done this with others in the past, Laura remembered it had been a slow, grinding, simmering fuck that built over minutes to an explosion. But not this time. Both she and Camille were wild with lust and urgency. They pumped one another frantically, whimpering, whinnying helplessly, their bodies flooded with hot, pulsing need. And the orgasm was there in less than a minute, shattering them both.

"Uungghh! Oh god!" Laura cried out, feeling it rip through her groin, spreading throughout her flesh. "Unngghmiiiee!"

"Ohnngg! Unh! Unh! Auunngghhh!" Camille groaned, coming only a split second behind Laura.

Their entangled bodies flexed and writhed as the shocks wrenched them. Rob was wildly aroused by watching the two beautiful girls moaning and squirming in the throes of a thrilling ecstacy, and his cock was again standing like a rocketship, throbbing and jumping, engorged and purple. Both Laura and Camille were still half-dazed from their climax as he approached them, coming up behind Laura this time, whispering in her ear.

"Your turn, darling," he said, quickly swabbing his enormous shaft with baby oil again, then inserting his oiled fingers up into her ass to open the passage.

"Oh yes, oh yes, her turn!" Camille smiled, quickly disentangling her legs from Laura's and joining her husband, pinning Laura between them as Rob began to inch his massive weapon up into Laura's ass.

"Unnghmmphh!" Laura groaned, tears squirting from her eyes as she felt the gigantic pole penetrate her. "Ungh . . . oh shit!"

But these two were not going to show her any more mercy than she and Rob had showed Camille. Rob did not stop pushing until his huge stalk was all the way deep inside Laura's ass. The familiar sensation of being crammed to the splitting point swept over her, and she quivered, moaning softly, her body throbbing wildly each time he moved even slightly.

It had been a while since Laura had been fucked by two people at once, and she quickly realized that nothing was possible but absolute submission. Inspired by her beauty, they both began fucking her hard, very hard. Rob held her hips steady as he speared her flaming ass again and again with his gigantic stiff member, bringing helpless squeaks of pain/pleasure from deep in her throat. And Camille was going crazy with lust too, her fingers plunging in and out of Laura's pussy while her mouth tore at Laura's nipples.

Laura moaned and writhed between them, totally at their mercy, giving herself up completely, groaning each time the fierce hard spike of Rob's cock stabbed up into her. And now Camille bared her teeth, as Rob had warned, beginning to bite Laura's nipples. That was all it took to tip Laura over the edge. A few more savage lunges of Rob's enormous prick and she erupted in a shocking torrent of coming.

Her body was raked and scorched by explosions of ecstacy, and both Rob and Camille kept fucking her hard throughout. Finally, Rob's cock spewed gobs of jism up into her ass. Camille had slid down between Laura's thighs, and her mouth on Laura's cunt brought Laura to one last, excruciating climax, coinciding with Rob's and nearly making her black out from the intensity.

"Awwonnngg! Ungghmmggnhiieeee!" she wailed, coming in waves of blinding rapture, her body flexing and flipping uncontrollably as one shock after another hit her.

All of them seemed to collapse in a pile of writhing, spasming flesh, panting and groaning, and Laura realized that Camille was even masturbating herself into another orgasm as Rob and Laura were surfacing from theirs. The beautiful girl's hand was furiously rubbing her wet pussy, and suddenly she stiffened, cried out, and came sharply, her glazed eyes fixed on Rob and Laura as the bliss shook her body.

Laura could never remember being part of such an exciting orgy. Following this, they rested, but it was not long before they were fucking again. The three of them shared a shower together and ended up making so much noise that they were afraid the neighbors might phone the police. Laura found that Camille was a regular fuck-hound, and couldn't get enough. She also got wilder and wilder as the evening wore on, so that Laura's body began to show welts and scratches where Camille had clawed her in a fit of coming. And her nipples began to be really sore, from the gnawing.

But she too came repeatedly, and since Rob had slowed down after his first two orgasms, he became a veritable fuck-machine, screwing first one girl, then the other, until both were exhausted from so many climaxes. It had been months since Laura had come more than eight or ten times during the same session, even the same day, but now she was approaching thirty, each one more intense than the last.

Finally, after about six or seven ringers, Rob gave out, and Laura was close behind. She could barely lift a finger. Camille gave up only because her partners were exhausted.

"God, I've never fucked like this in my life," she gasped.

"Me either," Laura confessed.

"I like it," Camille said.

"We all like it," Rob grinned. "But how long can we survive it?"

"What do you mean? I feel fine," said the irrepressible Camille. "Can you come over again tomorrow night, Laura?"

"God, it'll kill me," Laura laughed. "You guys fuck hard."

"Mmmmm, I know," Camille grinned. "Just the way I like it. Hard, fast, and hot. And now, even kinky."

Soon they parted, agreeing to try it again soon, when at least Rob and Laura recovered. When she got home, Laura examined the scratch marks on her body to see how bad they were, and to guess how long it would take them to disappear.