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Marie slid along the seat until her thigh was pressed close, then leant back over and returned her tongue to Emilie's ear. One hand cupped Emilie's bare buttock, the other pushed the skimpy thong to one side and delved into the warm, furred cleft between Emilie's tanned thighs.
Biting her lip, Emilie spread her left leg with all the natural flexibility of a gymnast, stretching it out over Marie's lap.
Marie tongue snaked in an out of Emilie's ear, interspersed with filthy suggestions and encouragements as she toyed with her lover's soaked vulva.
"Mmm..you'resogoodtomemapetite..jeteveuxmapetitecornichon..wantyou..sobadly..everyinch..yourboobsyourcunt..yoursweetlittlearse". Emilie was so aroused by now that she could have probably climaxed just from Marie's dirty talking.
This precarious angle that Marie was leaning at caused her spectacular breasts to nearly burst free of her dress. Her expensive bra was doing little to contain them, and her swollen aroused nipples were being tormented by their confinement. Emilie would have no doubt tended to them, if her hands were not gripping the seat for dear life, as Marie fingered her towards orgasm.
Just as her breath began to quicken, and her stomach tensed before the inevitable climax, the taxi shuddered to a halt. The driver's voice came over the intercom.
Emilie, jolted from her sexual reverie, quickly tried to compose herself, and fished around in her expensive purse for enough cash to pay the driver. Her intense frustration at being denied satisfaction was only intensified by Marie saucily sucking her fingers clean of her cunt-juices.
"Bon soir", grinned the driver as he pulled away, leaving the two desperately horny girls on the pavement outside Emilie's apartment. They clung together for dear life, tottering on their vertiginous heels, kisses open-mouthed, hot and erotic. As Emilie struggled for her keys, Marie was doing her level best to slide the straps of the black dress from her shoulders. She succeeded just as Emilie got the door open and the two stumbled into the hall, and collapsed together onto the bottom of the public staircase. Emilie's mumbled protests disappeared along with all her inhibitions, as her dress unceremoniously slid to the cold tiled floor, leaving her sprawled on the stairs in her spectacularly expensive black bra and knickers.
Marie paid little regard for the expensive lingerie as she yanked roughly at the bra clasp, causing it to tumble as well. Emilie's dark little breasts pointed proudly upwards, with the nubile firmness of youth. Marie's fingers found the dark, earth-brown nipples and tugged them firmly. Emilie yelped in pleasure, then was stifled by Marie's tongue desperately seeking hers. She awkwardly tugged down her panties with one hand, then kicked them off her ankle. Marie's bare knee slipped between Emilie's thighs and ground hard on her pussy.
Emilie barely noticed the temperature in the chilly lobby, so intent was she on the burning heat between her thighs, that intensified with every touch of Marie's alabaster knee. Her mouth formed a tight seal over Marie's and the two breathed as one, the little squeaks and groans emanating from her throat mixing with her spicy cunt-scent to drive her towards ever higher sexual rapture. The orgasm denied her in the taxi filled her veins with its warmth.
Emilie came hard, her pert arse bouncing against the tiled stair, as her hips described tight circles against Marie's leg.