Candy's new tattoo

I hadn't seen Candy in ages. Time to fix that. She had a new tattoo, and I needed to see it. Turns out it was a black cat, sweet little thing inked just above her hip. So I had to get close. Real close. Candy stretched out on the bed like she knew exactly what she was doing. Blonde hair spilling over the sheets. That cat tattoo sat right there, just under the waistband of her panties, begging for attention. She caught me staring and smiled without saying a word. I traced the line of it with my fingertip. Smooth skin. Fresh ink. Her stomach rose and fell under my touch. Then she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down, slow, like she wanted me to watch every inch. The cat tattoo looked even better now that nothing covered it. She spread her legs a little wider. I leaned in. Close enough to smell her. The tattoo wasn't the only thing worth looking at. Candy reached down and spread herself open with two fingers. Pink and wet. She didn't rush me. Just held herself like that while I took my time looking. Then she glanced over my shoulder. There was another girl waiting. Dark hair, quiet, watching us both. Candy nodded her over. The girl crawled onto the bed and kissed Candy's thigh, right beside the tattoo. Then lower. Candy's breath caught when that mouth found her clit. I stayed close. Watched everything. Candy's fingers stayed tangled in the girl's hair while that tongue worked her over, slow and steady. She looked at me the whole time. Eyes half-lidded. Mouth open. The black cat tattoo twitched every time she moaned. Then she pulled me closer. Kissed me hard. Tasted like heat and want. Her hand found my cock through my jeans and squeezed. She didn't ask. Just unzipped me and pulled it out, stroking once, twice, before guiding me toward her mouth. The other girl kept licking her while Candy took me between her lips. Warm. Wet. She sucked me slow, like she had all day. Her tongue pressed flat against the underside, then swirled around the head before she took me deeper. I reached down and ran my hand over the tattoo again. That little black cat. Sweet as hell. Candy moaned around my cock when I touched it, and the girl between her legs doubled down, tongue flicking faster. Candy pulled off my dick just long enough to whisper, "Don't stop touching it." So I didn't. I kept my hand there while she went back to sucking me, hips rolling against the other girl's mouth. Her moans got louder. Her hand pumped my shaft in time with her sucking. She came with her lips stretched around me, thighs shaking, that tattoo flexing under my palm. The girl didn't stop licking until Candy pushed her away, breathless, laughing a little. Then Candy looked up at me with those blue eyes and licked a drop of spit from her bottom lip. "Your turn," she said, and pulled me down on top of her.