Monique glanced at Becky, flabbergasted as the redhead drew up one shapely leg, caressing the inside of Casey’s thigh with her nimble foot.
Monique looked back at me, twisting her shoulders. “Sacre bleu, Steven! What would you imagine we do? How can we embrace like this? How can we make love?”
“How shall we do it?” I asked.
She bent toward me, shoving her shoulder against mine. “You lie down on your back, mon cherie, and I’ll ride on top of your hips.”
I grinned and lay back, using my legs to center my body on the bunk. My c**k was already throbbing in full erection, my pounding blood making it dance. Monique swung one leg over me and scooted forward on her knees until her black-velvet-haired p***y hovered over my pulsing c**k. Its creased pink lips glittered with her love-juice. With
