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by Carol Queen
Doing so, Abby saw two of the dancers kissing each other right through the window, almost like they were mimicking the show they saw in the little booth. Also, impossibly large and close up, Abby saw Lila’s lashes, the waves of her dark hair. She let her hands range along Lila’s body, touching everywhere she could reach, her hands sometimes finding skin and sometimes the texture of Lila’s clothes. She could fit the cheeks of Lila’s ass into her palms—they seemed just a little bigger than her breasts—and she touched naked skin when she cupped them, because Lila wore no panties. Behind Lila stood Daniel, his cock hard beneath the fabric of his pants. Abby touched him too. How much could they do in here? She whispered the question.
“As much as we have room for,” said Daniel. “We might not actually have quite enough.”
“But we live right around the corner,” said Lila.
“That way we don’t have to worry about running out of money for the machine.”
So Abby gave herself up to the pleasures of touching them, and feeling two sets of hands on her, until the time she’d bought with her twenty ran out. They left a little gaggle of dancers bending down to wave through the slowly closing window.
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