Of course.

“Ah, hell, let’s get outta here, you win, again,” Ivory muttered shooting a dirty look at Ebony and a dirty look of a different variety at Ken.

“We’ll take your car,” Ken said in the calm tones of one used to command, “you drive, while Ebony repays me for delaying our alone time, even longer.”

“Hey, I’m looking forward to it too, maybe even more’n you are,” Ebony said, slipping a hand down and teasing his cock for a moment before leading him swiftly over to Ivory’s (much nicer) car.

“Maybe so,” Ken replied slipping into the car and pulling her in on top of him, before devouring her mouth in a prolonged and noisy series of kisses in which they completely ignored Ivory, an experience she wasn’t used to, at all.

“So, where do you guys want to go?” she asked sullenly.

“Well, babe, where too? You wanna get some toys?” Ken asked, pulling away from Ebony, who’d already opened his trench coat and was working on the zipper of his pants.

“I got the only toy I need right here,” she replied, over the unmistakable sound of a zipper slipping down. His hard cock sprang out, pointing straight out. All Ebony had to do was roll up her skirt a little and she could ride him easily. She thrust downward, guiding his cock into her still wet and extremely sensitive pussy with one nimble hand.

“Really?” Ken grabbed her hips as she tried to **** him, balls deep into her pussy. “Given how we met, I think I wouldn’t mind a few additional toys,” he said forcefully.

“Good idea, I know just the place,” Ivory said, flashing a smile and a sensual stare at Ken in the mirror, though he ostentatiously ignored her.

“And I know how to occupy us until we get there,” Ebony replied.

“It’s that far away?” Ken asked with a smile.

“Oh, I think I can be quick enough,” Ebony countered, her hips twitching, her pussy lips just barely holding his cock.