ALICE Ch 196

Patty glances up, letting go of Kathy’s neck for a moment to give her dark hair a sharp tug.

“Hey,” she pants, then grunts and makes a face as she thrusts her hips. “Take that off. Climb on.”

“You’re gross!” Val shouts, stamping her foot. “The weather changed!”

“What?”

“The weather! She needs to know,” Val says through gritted teeth, pointing at Kathy.

Kathy’s a mess. There are tears, snot, drool… she doesn’t even know that Val’s in the room.

Patty gives Val a look, and Val hates the way that Patty’s eyes linger on her bare legs. She wishes she’d put on pants or something. Then Patty rolls her eyes.

“Fine.” She takes her fingers out of Kathy's mouth and gives her rear a little slap. “Val’s here,” she says.

“Huh?” Patty moans. She shakes sweaty hair out of her face and looks up. “Oh, shit. Oh, shit.”

“Just look,” Val says, stomping over and holding out her phone.

“Fuck,” Patty breathes, trying to focus. “Ah!”

“Can you stop?” Val snaps.

Patty has settled down, but now she has her hands on Kathy’s hips and fucks her lazily, raking her fingernails over her skin. Patty shivers and squints at the phone screen, mouth wide open. “Fuck. Oh, fuck.”

Val tries to stay focused on Kathy, but that’s impossible when Patty growls like an animal loudly enough to wake the dead.

“That’s right.” The words come out in a very satisfied-sounding snarl. She pulls out and slaps her head cock between Kathy’s ass cheeks, rubbing it around for a moment before she flexes her whole body and gives it one firm pull.

Smell cum erupts with so much **** that it sprays across Kathy’s back and even gets in her hair.

Patty hisses and pulls again.

Val jumps in surprise and horror as she feels a touch of warmth on her wrist and another on her shirt. She looks down, mortified at the pearly drop on her skin and the dark stain on her shirt.

Oblivious, Patty’s rhythmically milking out more of her creamy load all over Kathy’s bare bottom.

Meanwhile, Kathy gazes at the phone screen.

“Fuck,” she mutters, and this time it’s not because she’s all horned up.

“You see?”

“Shit. Yeah. OK. I’ll talk to Matt.” She nods vigorously.

“Thank you,” Val manages to bite out. She throws a waspish look at Patty, then wipes her wrist on her shirt and stomps for the door. Every inch of her body burns to whip this shirt off and climb back in the shower, but she’s not about to go into the hallway topless.

She almost collides with Mio Mido as she comes out of the room.

The little Japanese racer hops nimbly out of the way, smiling warmly. Val’s too pissed to be uncomfortable, but she distinctly sees Mio’s eyes run up and down her body, just like Patty’s. Fuming, she storms past.