A Finger, A Dollar
Nestled within a motel within Les Spirites, California, a pair of lezians met up for the night. On fall break, they flew back home tomorrow morning. Strapped with only an elastic band, and nothing else but a dollar in their belt, they turned off the lights and laid on the floor, one over the other, their fingers positioned on the others groin. Slowly but rhythmatically, they stroke and rubbed the others groin. For nearly 14 minutes they went at it. The game: first cums, first wins. Finally, the one beneath gasp and parried. The one atop promptly took the dollar-fold and stretching her elastic belt, placed it firmly with her other assets. They laid: their breasts heaving evenly. Their breathing quieted and subsided. A finger for a dollar, they met every night. To the spectator, …