Backseat Flirting

As soon as we're seated, Clara locks lips with Howard. As they make out, I decide to turn my little friend on, ensuring that I'll be dripping by the end of our ride. Next, I run my hand up his thigh and towards the bulge in his pants. Howard's already rock-solid, but I can't say I blame him. I'd be horny too if I was making out with a curvy babe like Clara.

After I give him a few squeezes on his package, Howard parts lips with Clara and starts kissing me. Feeling his length, I get the feeling he's not packing all that much, but I can just picture his dexterous tongue on my pussy moving the way it is moving in my mouth right now. That's when his hand meets with my thigh and races upwards, likely checking for underwear. That's where his finger meets with my vibrator, causing him to break the kiss. I give him a smile.

"You are a naughty girl, aren't you?"

"No underwear?" Clara asks.

"Vibrator." I reply, to which her eyes go wide.

I then move over Howard and lock lips with her. Whilst we kiss, I grope one of her breasts. Every bone in my body wants to rip her top off. Hell, I might just tell the driver to pull over and join in. Poor guy is probably doing his best not to crash as the three of us inch closer and closer to having an orgy on his backseat. The only thing that stops us is the car stopping in front of the hotel Howard is staying at.

Howard throws him some notes and the three of us leave the car, rushing to the hotel lobby. Once we're in the privacy of the elevator, we let Howard press the button before he leans against the wall. In response, I lift my skirt up and begin grinding my ass against his crotch. He lets out a chuckle as Clara presses against me and begins making out with me. My hands tug at the hem of her top, right as the elevator doors open.

"This is our floor." He says.

Clara then steps back. "Then what are we waiting for?'