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about.
     
    Crystal
clearly knew what she was doing, or else Miranda was on a hair trigger, because
only a minute or two had passed before Miranda sat up straight on Crystal’s
face. Crystal hummed into her clit, and Miranda began to writhe, almost
screaming. If Marcus craned his neck over, he could actually see that the woman
on bottom was alternating between licking at Miranda’s pussy and her asshole.
Marcus gaped.
     
    When
Miranda was finished, she bent back down, hugged Crystal’s hips to her face,
and made the taller woman come again.
     
    The
two then kissed each other’s faces clean and enjoyed a crisp glass of champagne
from a bottle of champagne that sat chilling by the table.
     
    They
toasted and relaxed a moment, then stood at either side of Marcus, his eyes
level with Miranda’s breasts, and just beneath Crystal’s. Both women were
completely naked, now glowing in post-orgasmic bliss.
     
    “I
still don’t think he’ll talk,” Miranda said.

 
    “I
agree. If only there were something else we could do.”
     
    “You
don’t think us doing that show in front of him was enough? I mean, I was glad
to see you too, but we could have gone somewhere private.”
     
    Marcus
felt heat and pressure in his lap and looked down to see Miranda’s hand resting
on his lap next to his cock.
     
    “Think
he’d talk if we touched it?” she asked her partner.
     
    “Oh,
baby I’d talk if you touched my cock,” Crystal smiled sexily and the women held
a gaze for a moment.
     
    “What
if you sucked on it?” Miranda asked. “I know you’re a much better cocksucker
than I am.”
     
    “You
think that would make him talk? I know we can get him to make lots of noise at
least.”
     
    “I
won’t talk,” Marcus said, almost breathless, and everyone in the room knew he
didn’t mean it.
     
    Crystal
dropped to her knees before him, just as Miranda had done for her.
     
    “Really?”
she said, stroking her hands up and down his thighs.
     
    “You
won’t talk? Not even if I— “ she reached up and slowly
undid his fly.
     
    “Pulled
you out and began to slide your thick cock in and out of my mouth. You don’t
think that would make you talk?”
     
    “Or
what if,” Miranda said, getting in on the game, “You pull his cock out and I
straddle him and fuck his brains out, while you whisper filthy things in his
ear.”

 
    “Filthy
things like what?” Crystal asked innocently.

 
    “Oh,
I don’t know. Things like that strap-on you like to use on me occasionally, or
the fact that you know I like to take it in the ass. Or that we have a sex
swing in our loft that we love to play on. Or that you know that both of us can
deep throat him, one after the other, and that when he comes, because he will
come, you’ll let his spunk dribble out of your mouth into mine, and then we’ll
both share it before we swallow it.”
     
    “For
God’s sake,” Marcus said, “I’ll talk!”
     
    “Yes,”
Crystal said, pulling his hard cock out of his fly and licking her lips, “I
know you will.”
     

The Break In
     
    To
cover for her husband, Tom, breaking into an exclusive club to follow a lead,
Sophie must distract a wary guard any way she can.
     
    Sometimes,
not often, but occasionally we get clients who want to come in as a pair.
Usually they already have an open relationship and they want to share each
other, or watch each other, in a high-intensity situation. They’re a lot of fun
to set up, and the footage I get to watch after, of people who are passionate
with each other, getting passionate with others, is always satisfying.
It’s made me wonder if there isn’t some way I can film them after they get home
when they really get out the rest of the build-up they’ve had from their
“session.”
     
    Sophie
and Tom stood at the end of a dark alleyway. From inside the building next to
them, a low, driving bass line was continuous to the point of distraction, and
then of becoming white noise, easily