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“I’m ready to do this. I wanna fuck wit’ her.” She pointed over to Kandy.
    Mike-Mike smiled. “Nice.” He downed his shot of Henny and said, “Whenever you ready.”
    Kola got up and walked over to Kandy. She watched Kandy grind against the young man’s hard-on, her legs spread across his lap. She loved the way Kandy leaned back into the dude, her back pushed against his chest as he cupped her tits, and her arm wrapped around him for control, her fat ass parked in his lap like a root.
    Kandy was naked in his grip, feeling the guy’s hard dick pushing through his jeans. When she looked up and noticed Kola staring at her, she displayed a lustful smile. Kandy licked her lips and continued to toy with the young client.
    The feel of her soft buttery skin and juicy pussy had him wide open. He moaned in her ear, “Damn, ma! You got a nigga wanting to fuck right now.”
    “You gotta pay to play,” she replied.
    Kola enjoyed the show that Kandy had put on and felt the urges between her legs. When the two women locked eyes, Kandy immediately knew what the look was about. It was one she was familiar with. She quickly finished up her lap dance; making him grunt and moan then collected her money after rising up from the rigid dick that was pushing against her butt while pleasing him. Kandy excited the young dude to the point where he had to get up and rush to the bathroom. She smiled at her effect on him.
    “That was nice,” Kola stated.
    “You like that?” Kandy teased.
    “I did. But, me and my friend, we’re ready to pay to play wit’ you,” Kola told her. “How much?”
    Kandy stared at Kola’s beauty, admiring the stunning young girl from head to toe, and uttered, “Two hundred.”
    “Cool, let’s go,” Kola said.
    Kandy smiled and picked up her things. Sweaty and naked in her clear six-inch stilettos, she followed behind Kola. Mike-Mike met the girls at the entrance to the long hallway that led to one of the four VIP rooms. He slipped the security a fifty-dollar bill for the room and followed behind the two women.
    Kandy led them into a dimmed room, which was sparsely decorated with a long leather couch and a folding chair. The room was a reasonable size for sex or other pleasures, with the burning incense masking any bad smell from previous use of the room.
    Mike-Mike closed the door behind him, ready to fuck and get some head.
    Kandy waited for her payment, which came from Mike-Mike. He pulled out a wad of bills and passed Kandy two hundred dollars in twenties. Liking the attraction, Kandy smiled, and the trio wasted no time.
    “How you want it?” Kandy asked.
    “Us first; he can watch,” Kola instructed.
    Again, Kandy smiled. She walked up to Kola and placed her hands on her hips. She neared her face toward Kola’s and then glanced over at Mike-Mike, who was seated in the folding chair and watching the two intensely.
    Kandy slowly began to lift Kola’s short skirt up, exposing the pink-and-white panties she had on. Kandy then removed them with a smile and care, having Kola step out of them and show off her trimmed pussy hairs. Kola’s rich light-brown skin was soft like silk, and Kandy touched her in admiration. Kandy gradually moved her hand up Kola’s smooth thighs, grabbed her throbbing pussy, and began finger-fucking her slowly and deliberately.
    Kola let out a pleasing moan and clenched her walls around Kandy’s fingers, and as the two kissed excitedly, she felt Kandy’s finger pushing deeper into her.
    Mike-Mike sat with patience, admiring the action and growing harder by the minute, as Kola and Kandy moved their action over to the leather couch, where Kandy made Kola lie on her back. Kola arched upwards and spread her legs.
    When Kola was in position, waiting with anticipation for her kitty to be licked, Kandy moved between her legs and buried her face into her throbbing pussy. Her tongue wrestled with Kola’s sensitive clit. Kola gasped and clasped her legs around Kandy, who dug her