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She says. We laugh and both quickly toss back the last of our margaritas. They are very strong, and I sway a bit as I get down off the barstool. She links her arm through mine, and I enjoy the warmth of her soft body close up against mine. We walk towards the elevator, arms linked, laughing, looking like regular girlfriends giggling about a shared joke. If people only knew that beneath our dresses, neither of us is wearing panties, we are both shaved, and we are headed upstairs to get busy. Once in the elevator, I lean back against the wall to steady myself. My head is spinning a little from the alcohol. I close my eyes for a moment. Suddenly I feel her in front of me. I can smell her pussy, know that she is aroused. I open my eyes just as she leans in and kisses me. She presses her soft body against mine, and cups my breast with her hand. Her tongue darts into my mouth, and I realize that my pussy is ripe and fragrant as well. Her hand moves down from my breast and pulls up my. "I want you to do something for me," she whispered. "I want to see you play with yourself." Pardon?" I want to see you wank," she told me and I opened my eyes to stare at her."Why?" Because it's sexy," she said and placed my left hand on my groin. "And I only ever see it when the punters get pissed and go too far. I want to see you do it." And what about you?" I asked and she kissed me on the lips."I can take care of myself," she replied and I opened my right hand out and grasped my nearly erect cock. "I'll do the same," she whispered. I began sliding it up and down and she watched in fascination as my cock became erect and I slid my fist up and down my shaft. Occasionally I would stop pumping and just rub my thumb over my glans, glistening with pre-cum.Abi's fingers delved between her thighs and she had a smug, satisfied look on her face as her index finger glided over her delicate folds. I went to kiss her and she shook her head, blowing me a kiss instead. I stroked and pumped my.
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