My hand went inside her bra and found her nipples as Betty and I went to a furious tongue kissing frenzy. I inched up her skirt as she kicked off her ...igh heels. I felt her sexy legs and kept going up. Her hand found my wet pussy and her trembling fingers went in my pussy. Her thumb was massaging my clit as our moans sounded so hot. My hand reached her panties and felt her bulging hot cock. I reach inside her panties and felt what I wanted so bad, her hot pulsing cock. It was just waiting to go. "Yes, yes, I will, oh fuck meeeee yes, she hissed, yes I will fuck. I will fuck, I will fuck. Oh my god, sweet loving jesus, I'm going to cum again. Don't fucking move, fuck, don't move." Mary pumped grunted out her second orgasm. She rolled off me and fell into a drunken sleep, snoring before her head hit the pillow. My mind was racing. I hoped she wasn't just talking through the booze. I began to work out the details of the encounter out in my mind. I was absolutely sure I wanted to watch. When it was all settled, she sat back in her seat, thinking about Jazira's call for help. She'd known Jazz and the others for years, since her parents had moved to Morocco when she was in her teens. Somehow she had become a leader of the group of girls and the boys who were drawn to them. She and Isabella were the only non-Muslim, non-Mahgrebis in their wide circle of friends, but that didn't seem to matter. She always seemed to be the one to whom they all turned, whether for advice on their. ‘This’ll work.’ she said. Just as quickly, she started changing back into her regular clothes and Hollie followed suit. ‘Mary, I am not wearing that for general viewing,’ Hollie said as they finished dressing and left the changing room. Mary took the costumes to Allen to ring up. ‘Todd usually gives us his employee discount,’ she told him. ‘I don’t suppose you could give us the same benefit?’ ‘I get a lot of allowances being the only one here overnight,’ Allen answered. ‘I don’t mind.’ He rung.