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    I felt Serina’s hand hike my skirt up. My bare butt was totally
exposed, the night air wrapping us both.
    “I’m going to get cold,” I whispered meekly.
    “Then I’ll warm you up,” she said.
    Even as I watched the spectacle before us, I felt her move behind
me. Her own dress was quickly hiked up, the firm lines of her legs and belly
beginning to rub my butt in slow circles. She was thrusting against me like a
man would, and even in the absence of the familiar point of hard contact, I was
overwhelmed with her warmth as it enveloped me.
    Within their strapless supports, her breasts were hard against my
back, and I was watching as a woman on the third floor was bent over a chair
with her man behind her. In the suite right next to theirs, a woman was on the
floor with a man in front of her, her mouth working against him as he twined
his fingers through her hair. In the third sex suite, one floor up and closest
to us, a couple was on the floor directly in front of the window. Her ample
breasts were visible even at this distance as she bounced up and down on top of
him.
    I felt Serina’s fingers move down my butt and into the wet tangle
below. I rolled over to spread my legs. I climaxed as she entered me. Just like
that, no warning. I groaned far louder than I meant to, her hand coming around
to half-cover my mouth. I clamped my lips shut as the feeling of her touch
coursed through me. And then I was rolling over with her still on top of me,
and the cherry of her lipstick was in my mouth again.
    This time, it was me kissing her.
    Oh so soft.
    The sweetheart neckline of her dress was in serious disarray
already, and as I squeezed her perfect breasts in my hands, I felt it shift
even more.
    Tell her to show you. Tell her how much you want them, how
you’ve been dreaming of them.
    “Show me,” I whispered through frantic kisses, my tongue and hers
both caught in an endless embrace. “Oh, please, let me see…”
    With amazing coordination, Serina slid the dress down and pushed
her breasts up. In the pale light that filtered through the trees, I saw her
dark nipples emerge from their sheltered space, and then she was pushing up
against me and I was licking her, sucking her, taking each of those magnificent
buds in my mouth in turn.
    The groan she stifled coursed through me like a wave. As I
sucked, her nipples got harder, and longer than I would have thought possible.
Each was like a short finger in my mouth now, thrust up and glistening when I
changed between them. Serina’s hand was at my sex again, thrusting thick and
deep as she rocked against me, my hands roaming her back and the smooth curves
of her butt. I felt her hiphugger panties clinging tight to her and began to
tug them down. She smiled as she shifted to help me.
    Pressed against her, I slid one hand down. And then with her
nipple in my mouth, my jaw beginning to ache from how hard I was sucking, my
shaking fingers found her wetness.
    I think I gasped as loudly as she did as I slipped a finger
slowly inside her.
    How perfect it feels, how perfect and wet and warm for you.
Waiting for you, wide open for you.
    Even as I suckled her, Serina had been stroking mine within their
silk wrapping as she ground against me. Now, she suddenly lurched away, pulling
her breasts from me as she twisted out and apart.
    No no no, don’t go. So soft, so sweet, so hard, please don’t
take them away…
    “You’ve had your taste,” she whispered as if in response to my
thoughts. “Now you’ve got to share. Show me those beautiful tits. Don’t hide
them from me, baby…”
    I had my jacket open and my tank top pulled up without missing a
beat. Then Serina leaned over me, her hand back between my wet nether lips, her
thumb working my clitty gently as she began to hungrily suck my breasts.
    The warm wave of sensation that flooded through me wouldn’t stop.
I was thrusting against her in a regular rhythm, the feeling of her inside me so
familiar. So much like sex with