Brittany was looking at me—what should she do? She had already said she'd open the door in a minute. We were all naked here, cum and sweat everywhere, clothes scattered. We had to cover up fast.
I wasn't scared the least—that was a woman outside, not a man conductor. I could make her my bitch the instant she walked in, fuck her on all fours right in front of Gloria and Brittany, but I didn't want to make it more messy than it already was.
"Calm down, Brittany," I whispered quick. "Let's wear whatever clothes we can find first."
Gloria grabbed her short vest and panty fast—trying to pull the vest over her thick boobs, nipples still fully erect poking hard through the thin fabric, making it uncomfortable and tight. The panty struggled over her juicy ass—cheeks jiggling as she tugged it up, wedging deep between them.
