It was after the second set of films that Tammy and Musky visited. Lucy had invited them, at first I was not sure why.
"I know you enjoy me, but the next films star Tammy and Musky. The question is do you want to be a co-star?" Lucy asked.
"With Tammy and Musky and men?"
"Just Tammy and Musky."
"We are here to get to know you." Musky explained.
"Is Musky your real name?" I asked.
"No, it's Jill. Musky is for the screen."
"Are you musky?"
"You should find out." Tammy suggested removing her top.
I looked at Tammy's boob job and took my top off.
"Good girl." Lucy encouraged, pulling her top off and heading for the big bedroom.
I unhooked my skirt and let it drop.
"Nice pussy." Tammy committed, touching it.
"She keeps it clean." Lucy told them from personal experience.
"Open that pussy." Musky instructed.
I parted my legs.
Tammy went down on me, grinding her tongue into my clit.
"That is why I am called Musky, so men can think of my pussy."
"That feels good?" Lucy asked.
"You know, it does." I answered between surges of pleasure.
"..but it's not good on camera." Musky informed me.
"It's not?" I managed as I came.
Musky replaced Tammy at my pussy, she pushed my attention away. "Lots of time for that."
"You enjoyed me working your pussy." It was not a question, Tammy continued. "That is not good for the camera. You need to give the camera room to see what is happening."
Musky brushed my clit with her tongue. I shivered.
"Nice, but not good." Tammy commented.
"You were better."
Musky pushed her tongue and mouth into my pussy.
"Huh." I came.
"Who's the best?" Musky asked.
"Let's find out?" I asked.
Lucy descended on my pussy. Musky sat on my face and she was.
Tammy must have been kissing Musky. I could see their hands fighting with tits.
Once Lucy had done what she did to me she took Musky away.
Tammy and I pulled open pussy towards us and ground tongues into clits. As she bought me to cum I got more excited and worked her cunt. The more I did, the more she did.
By the time we freed each other Tammy and Lucy were looking at us.
"Good show." Lucy congratulated us.
"I need a rest." I told a disappointed Musky.
"It looks like you do."
"Later."
"But not too much later."
"Not too late." I agreed.
It was not much later.