They were still playing around, but now there was a heavier sensual aspect to their reveling that was apparently induced by the exceptional amounts of cocaine they had snorted.
Billie had scooped several fingers into the coke pile and taken the heap over to where Susan was reclining on a plush pillow. "Open up your legs, sweetheart… you'll like this."
"Whatcha gonna do," little Susan asked, her speech slurred.
"I'm gonna rub it between your legs, that's what."
"Oh God, yea that sounds great," she exclaimed as she settled on her back and drew her long legs up, back and apart with a little girl's glee, and with the exceptional grace and ease only the truly beautiful can manage effortlessly.
Billie rubbed the pile of cocaine onto the cleft between her legs, scooping extra right onto her slit, then pushing it up into the elastic mouth of her tiny vagina with his index finger. In total he had at least seven or eight grams of the high grade Peruvian cocaine to apply to the little promiscuous girl's crotch.
Susan threw back her head with its long dark hair flowing and sighed as her pelvis twitched at each insertion of Billie's finger into her tight slit.
Lynn lay back and giggled. "Goddamn girl, last time I did that, I couldn't feel anything down there for three days! But I still had to keep something stuck up me just because it ached so bad." I totally wore out about four guys – but they fucking loved it.
"Fucking look at that Nick! Look! She's top grade! Look at those legs! And no hair!" The girl exhibited her legs to great advantage as Billie applied the coke. They flailed and scissored back and forth and up and down showing their exceptional shapeliness in the drying stockings that wrapped them. They pulled back naturally, giving easy access to her succulent crotch – her small feet arched daintily like a little-girl ballet dancer's.