Interactive peepshow.

You see Kelly get up from the small seat and head towards you, a big smile across her face. Your eyes drop from her that winning smile to her busy hands. She is undoing the stud of your jeans and lowering the zipper, rubbing her warm palm against the ever increasing hardness still contained behind the denim.

You are kind of surprised when she stops what she's doing and turns back around to face the peep booth's window and the small-cheated blonde seated behind it. The stripper still is running her dildo along the entrance to her pussy, her eyes piqued with interest as to what is going on on the other side of the glass.

Kelly slowly backs against you, and you are not about to complain. She is grinding that leather-clad ass of hers against the hard crescent of your clothed cock as she stares back at the stripper. You are now pinned between your childhood friend and the back wall of the small cubicle. You watch what Kelly is now doing with her busy hands, your head over her shoulder, inhaling her intoxicating scent.

The tall blonde has a hand at each hip and is slowly raising the hem of the short black leather miniskirt as she continues to grind against you, in time to the stripper's music. Once your friend bunches the crinkled cowhide above her muff, you see she is completely shaved bare, as well as pantiless.

Your trapped cock gives another lurch in response to this, and Kelly feels it as well, turning her head back to you to smile. You feel a delicate hand inside your opened jeans, her arm reaching back between her bare legs.

Kelly guides your hot, swollen cock out of the imprisonment of your cotton briefs. It now sticks out between her lovely long legs and the blonde gets a handle on it, rubbing the head against her pussy entrance, in imitation of the stripper with the dildo before her.

You enjoy the caress of her soft little hand against the taut-stretched skin of your cock-shaft, and try to show your gratitude, further opening the shiny black blouse she wears and sticking your hands beneath the material.

As Kelly continues to rub your sensitive cock-head against her swollen labia, you knead her doughy tits, pinching the nipples between your fingers. She was right, they have grown since you last got her out of her clothes, many years ago.

Detecting a change in the movement behind the glass, you look up to see the stripper now sucking the dildo-head like it was the world's best lollipop.

Not to be outdone, Kelly doubles herself over before you and starts sucking on your dickhead the same lusty way. All that time climbing on the jungle gym as kids certainly helped to keep her limber!

You see the stripper smile back at Kelly, impressed, and possibly a little envious. The naked woman gets to her feet and licks her fingers, applying the spittle to what looks to be a suction cup at the end of the rubber prick. You both watch as she works the dildo's cup into a tight suction against her simple seat. Then, staring straight at you, she slowly skewers herself onto the upward pointing dildo until she is once again seated on the chair.

You both watch as the small-busted blonde humps up and down on the chair, the muscles in her high-heeled legs showing the exertion.

Kelly turns back around to face you, her tight black concert outfit dishevelled. She simply smiles and motions for you to sit in the small chair before the glass.

It doesn't take much to figure out what she has planned after you've been seated. Grabbing your pre-cum leaking cock at it's base, the tall blonde lowers herself onto the throbbing, hot lance.

"God!" Kelly praises as she begins her own lap lunges. "I bet she wishes she had the real thing like I do!" she brags as she stares into the glazed eyes of the equally wanton-looking blonde on the other side of the glass.

The room divider could have just as well been a mirror, because, as you watched, and tried to valiantly hold back your churning cum-load, the blondes matched each other's movements, lunge for lunge.

Then you saw the stripper stop and look around, seeing all the other windows were still closed. She held up an index finger towards you two, as if asking for a moment's time. Then the window closed before you.