Jenny was breathing very deep, now that two of Trish’s fingertips were entering her a little. But she was still able to think clearly enough to puzzle, “The bidding?”
“Mm-hm,” Trish said, close to her ear. “Your hand should be getting a little busier dear. A whore doesn’t sit there looking pretty while the customer does all the work.”
Jenny nodded and began experimenting with gently exploring Trish’s torso with her fingers. Now that the woman had woke her out of the near hypnosis she’d dropped into, she realized that she really wanted to give back as much as she was getting. But being unsure about how to touch where Trish was touching her, she chose instead to skim across the girl’s abs, then upward toward the pretty tits she had ben admiring earlier. She turned her head slightly so she could kiss her neck too, but Trish had leaned down to kiss her shoulder at that moment, and she ended up burying her face in silky black hair instead.
The heavy dose of shampoo fragrance she got from that made her ‘mm’ with approval. She asked, “Wow, what’s your shampoo? It smells fantastic!”
Trish giggled as she nuzzled the base of Jenny’s neck. “It’s generic supermarket-brand unscented stuff. But my hobby is play around with making my own fragrances. I do candles, soaps, lotions, all kinds of things.”
Her lips glided up Jenny’s throat and chin. Just before arriving at her mouth, she said, “Not exactly good pillow talk, but I accept the compliment with gratitude. Now start obsessing about my sexy bod instead, bitch. I want horny talk.”
Her fingers were sliding lightly up and down Jenny’s pussy now, and the feeling was pushing her to move her hips in rhythm. But still, even while she figured out the best way to fondle Trish’s tit, she somehow still had more awareness of the Asian’s home-made scent.
“But you smell really, really good,” she insisted, just as Trish was about to close in for a kiss, and gave a little teasing pout.
Trish laughed out loud this time while nose to nose with her. Then she slipped sideways very slightly to close in for a sweet kiss before whispering, “Thank you.”
Her lips settled back down for a decidedly hotter snog with extra saliva, and her fingertips once again began slipping inside Jenny, and it was a lot more like sex than kissing suddenly.
But when Trish slid her mouth farther to the side and sought out Jenny’s ear, Jenny remembered her question again. Even though her ass was rocking, trying to keep the fingers from exiting, she asked, “What bidding?”
A throaty laugh came from deep inside Trish’s mouth while she sucked on Jenny’s earlobe. “My camera hasn’t been the only one looking at you in here. You’ve been on a private video feed since the minute we walked in the door and you started undressing. Three different angles. A very exclusive group of wealthy folks has been watching and listening to us the entire time.”
Jenny gasped a little, but with Trish’s expert hand working on her, she was too aroused to be turned off. Then, while Trish began penetrating her more and angling her neck to get Jenny to kiss it, she added, “We’re famous in certain circles, so there’s people all over the world bidding.”
“Bidding for what?” she wondered, as she discovered she was in a better position to fondle the other side.
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