"Wrong about that," Scarlet assured her, reaching around the back of the chair to hug Justine from behind.
"I'd LOVE to see it," Scarlet whispered hotly into Justine's ear.
"I'd love to see it too," Randy agreed, even peeling a fifty from his wallet.
"I'll do it with you," Scarlet offered, still leaning over the back of the chair, whispering into Justine's ear as her small hands rested just underneath Justine's heavy breasts.
"I, you, no, no, I really?" Justine babbled, pale features obscured by her heavy blush.
Randy lay the fifty on the ledge of the stage, within Justine's reach. Justine stared at the fifty, stared at Randy's face, then silently shook her head in denial.
"Come on," Scarlet wheedled.
"I really want to..." Scarlet whispered into Justine's ear, then softly ran her to
