Then Raven unfastens her frayed shorts, loosening the waistband. She grips the front and slides them down her milky, lean legs, bending forward. Each inch lower reveals another slice of her black strappy panties. When her shorts are at her ankles, and she’s completely bent in half, her swollen pussy is on full display.
Fuck. She’s wearing crotchless panties.
“Brat,” Griffin comments in a strained voice.
“You planned this,” I accuse.
Raven stands, grabbing the pleated mini skirt and sliding it on. The skirt leaves the bottom of her ass cheeks on display.
No fucking way is she going to be allowed to wear that out in public.
She looks over her shoulder again, a sensual tilt to her lips, and shrugs in response to my allegation.
Griffin’s jaw tightens as he repeats himself, “Actlike a brat and you’ll betreatedlike a brat.”
Raven turns, giving us a full view of the costume. The deep blue blouse is only buttoned halfway, exposing her mouthwatering cleavage and barely hiding her nipples. The pert crests of her tits are rock hard, the outline of them pushing up against the material of her top. Her supple legs go on for miles.
Raven throws out her sass. “You can spank me later for misbehaving.”
My length throbs, yearning to bend her over and turn her ass red with my hand.
“Ah ah ah,” Raven berates playfully, pointing to my hand hovering above my lap. She drifts over to me, kneeling between my legs.
Her hands unbutton my jeans, pulling them halfway down my thighs and allowing my stiff erection to spring free. It slaps against my stomach, and Raven licks her lips. My cock twitches under her heated gaze.
Raven smirks, looking up at me. “A little birdie told me you cheated the other night.”
I shake my head. “What?”
“You didn’t count to thirty.”
I glower at Griffin. “Way to be a sore loser.”
Griffin gives me an unapologetic look.
Raven ghosts her lips up my cock. “You’re going to have to wait your turn.” She licks the slit at my tip and pulls away.
“Fucking tease,” I groan.
Raven grins as she moves over to Griffin, removing his pants the same way she did with me. But this time, she wraps her lips around his length, sweeping her hair to the side so I can watch. Griffin chokes when his tip bumps the back of Raven’s throat, and she swallows him down. She hollows her cheeks, sliding her alluring lips up his shaft. A pop sounds from her mouth as she releases the head of his dick.
Raven climbs up into Griffin’s lap, lifting her skirt to give me a view of how Griffin’s cock slips inside her.
The veins in Griffin’s neck pulse as he holds himself back. Obediently, Griffin keeps his hands at his sides, but he balls them into fists.
Raven caresses his face, cooing, “That’s my good boy.” She keeps her eyes locked with his as she unbuttons her blouse. Her tits spill free, and my length twitches.
She cups the bottom of each and lifts one upward, offering her turgid peak to Griffin’s mouth. He attacks her globe with fervor. Raven bites her lip to refrain from crying out.
In her blissed-out state, she moves her hips, rolling and undulating.
Then she pulls her breast from Griffin and offers him the other. He moans around her nipple, sending a shiver through Raven’s body.
“Yes, Griff. Just like that,” she praises him.
Raven’s movements become more frantic, and her other mound drops from Griffin’s mouth. She bounces in is lap, and a drop of sweat dribbles down her slender neck.
Whispering something in Griffin’s ear, Raven peers at me out of the corner of her eye. Griffin nods and adjusts his position as Raven holds onto his shoulders. He twists to the side and scoots back, resting against the adjacent wall.
