Ohhhh, yeah....

"We've got to--"

"Yes, we do," Buffy said. She ripped Joan's shirt open, kissed the hollow of Joan's neck, then very lightly licked the space between the black girl's breasts before kissing down her torso and tonguing her belly button. Joan completely forgot what she'd been about to say.

Buffy undid Joan's jeans and slipped pants and panties together down Joan's toned legs, and blew lightly on her now-dripping pussy. Joan finally took action. She grabbed Buffy's head and **** it into her twat. "Come on," she demanded. "Fuck me!"

Buffy obliged. Licking up the slit, she fastened on Joan's clit and began to suck one hand went back to kneading Joan's butt while the other went back to that spot on the small of her back. Joan came, harder than she ever had before. Buffy kept going though, changing her angle, sliding a finger in Joan's asshole. Joan came again, rocked as a series of orgasms tore through her.

"Wow," she said, a dazed look on her face. Buffy stood up and kissed her again, hard, then pulled back and smiled.

"Your turn," the blond said, pushing the dazed clerk down with one hand and lifting her dress with the other.

"I... I don't know how," Joan said.

"You'll figure it out," Buffy replied. "Just do what you like having done to you." She turned to Willow, who'd stared in stunned silence at this whole scene, and winked.

Joan did her best to copy Buffy's moves -- can't go too far wrong with that, after what they did to HER, after all. Her ministrations soon had the desired effect, as Buffy came all over her face. To her great surprise, Joan realized she liked the taste. Buffy pulled her back up and they licked each other's faces clean.

"So," Buffy asked, "are you sure you're totally straight?"

"Maybe not," Joan admitted. She tied her now buttonless shirt off halter style. "Don't worry about the dress. It's on me." She wrote her phone number on a business card and slipped it into Buffy's bra with an impish grin. "As long as I can see you again."

"I think we can manage that," Buffy said, and watched appreciatively as the formerly uptight clerk sashayed off, looking like pure sex.