We truly appreciate your business!’ ‘Ah, clothes?’ Tom prodded as I prepared to march out the door. My blouse and skirt were still draped over o...e of the chairs. ‘Shit!’ I yelped, realizing I was standing there in front of them naked. ‘I’m sorry, you must think I’m such slut,’ I apologized while scampering back to put them on. ‘Not at all,’ Big Bill assured me, wearing a Texas-sized smile. I caught Tom making circular gestures with his fingers beside his head when he thought I couldn’t see him,. We were both soaking wet! “Please fuck my wet pussy with that strap-on, Monica,” she begged, “I got so aroused watching Paul fucking you that way. I really need to be fucked now!” I looked at her and then to my friends. From the looks of pure lust on their faces, it was obvious what they wanted to see. They wanted to see two best friends fucking each other senseless. It was such a huge turn on to see the lust on their faces. We both felt encouraged when we saw them that way. I slipped. The bigger development was that I could tell she wasn't wearing panties under her shorts. I made out a small tuft of brown hair at the top of her mound. I could also see the puffy, pink skin of her outer labia peeking out the side of her shorts. She was clearly shaved or waxed down below. I couldn't yet see her inner folds, but this was more than enough to make "him" bob up and down in anticipation.Carly giggled "So it looks like he appreciates a well groomed pussy, huh?" She pointed to my. " she whispered, her tongue darting out to taste my skin.I growled softly at her touches, my hands sliding up under her top. " No promise on being gentle." I drew her shirt off over her head and leaned forward to bury my face into her cleavage. I turned slightly to bite her breasts hard enough to leave an impression of my teeth. She dragged her nails down my chest as I buried my face against her cleavage.She has never experienced something almost primal in her life. Lightly, her nails scratched.