"There's something I should really take care of..." You hiss smoothly to the reddish-pink scaled lizard woman.
"I think I might know what that is," Her claws grabbed yours while she said this, guiding them over the lighter pink hue of her underbelly. The pathway of your claws hover briefly across her navel before going even lower as your clawed fingers brush her reddish-pink labia before reaching your jeans, where she keeps going until you're both touching the increasingly throbbing length underneath the denim going down your right leg. While you two explore, the blue scaled stripper seats herself to your left, on top of the of your long serpent tail near the base, which naturally wound through the stretched limousine. You already feel the heat from her loins begin to move up your tail. Her intentions aren't lost on you.
"Then again," you say in lighthearted consideration, "I'm supposed to be married by this time tomorrow."
"It ain't stoppin' me!" Rick grunts loudly, evidently overhearing the conversation. You look past Tick, actively face humping the cobra girl he stuck to earlier to see what Rick was doing. Indeed, Rick doesn't appear to be facing any moral crisis. Actively holding the orca stripper against the bar table on her side, he is pounding away at her cunt while using the leg she draped over his shoulder to give himself enough leverage to slam himself back in hard enough to cause her sizable tits to bounce enthusiastically. Rick's own enthusiastic thrusting is only broken up by the limousine making a hard right. He leans in with the force of the turn, and the orca drops her leg to let him practically lay on top of her.
"Oh, you naughty boy!" She moans with a delighted squeal as the two use the opportunity of being face to face to share their tongues with each other.
The turn gives way to a straighter road, and you notice the last bit of your fly being tugged open before looking down to watch reddish-pink fish out your massive shaft. It's silhouette shows her exactly where it is, and you revel in delight as both the lizard women servicing you look at your exposed package in stunned amazement. At fifteen inches with a slight taper, blue-scales helps herself and begins idly rubbing the base of your shaft, appearing to measure its girth with her claws. While you appreciate their admiration, you can't help but look over at Greg. When it comes to size, he'll always have everyone beat. Easily clearing the two footer range, you watch as it takes moving his whole arm to slowly jack off his monster of a dragon cock. Still though, he appears to be enjoying every second. You glance below him to see a white-scaled and black dressed kobold actively licking and sucking on his equally as massive emerald scaled balls. Greg smirks at you and let's you see his pleasure by letting his tongue lull out of his maw.
Seeing his tongue makes you realize your own serpentine tongue has been repeatedly shooting out of your mouth, both tasting and smelling the pleasant and sweet aroma most likely coming from the folds of the two red and blue lizards as they pick up the pace stroking your shaft. Suddenly, you start to feel another length of warmth pulse inside your groin. Wow, that means you really must be horny now. You let the growing warmth surprise the two strippers. Miss blue-scales notices it first as something new begins to snake its way down your left pant leg. It's familiar pulsing entices her to put the hand she's not using to jack you off on it. She grins sharply as she realizes what it is immediately. Claw flying into the right of your zipper, she jams it in and quickly pulls out your second shaft. She coos as both her hands go to it. It stands just as tall as the first, but you squirm as your less often used shaft reacts more sensitively to the touch.
"Hey hey, our snake of the hour has both out!" Tick shouts in support to the others, "now it's a party!" He celebrates by immediately groaning in orgasm, and uses the Cobra's hood to hold her in a deep throat. The cobra woman gulps and swallows audibly as Rick fills her stomach with his sperm. You see his eyes unfocus as bits of spittle drip from his crocodilian maw.
"Mmm," Red-and-pink scales suddenly says, "I want some of my serpent's spit too."
"Why don't we?" Blue offered to her coworker before adjusting herself, sliding down your side until she was laying horizontally, your tail being straddled by her sizable teal tits. The other follows her lead as both were soon head level with your groin. They take one shaft each into their mouth. You hiss as the warm, wet flesh of their maws mixes with the pleasure of their mouth muscles twitching around you with their tongues. They keep taking you deeper until the tips of their snouts touch. Blue then takes her arms and puts her hands on Reddish-Pink's jaw, suddenly pulling her into a kiss. You clench as your long shafts are just malleable enough to twist around the shape of the two kissing. They push even further into each other, in turn burying your dual members even deeper into their throats as they begin french kissing around them. You feel every movement as they keep turning their heads to get into better positions. You can't help but put your claws on the heads of the two lizards deep throat kissing on your lap in an effort to keep composure.
Lost in the pleasure of it, you look lazily over at Greg on the opposite side of the limo. He's been jacking it harder and harder watching your situation, and seeing the pleasure on your face seems to have set something off as he clenches his teeth. Moving quickly, his arm not busy jacking himself off flies to the shoulder of the white kobold still tickling his balls as he reels over. She gives an audible squeak, but allows him to push her back enough to angle his now spasming cock right between her eyes. Before she can respond to this change in position, a bestial rumble rolls through Greg's throat as he floods the poor white-scaled kobold's face with his own pearlescent whiteness. She catches on quickly to the blinding whiteness, and grabs his shaft and points it at her maw, stretched as wide as she possibly can. Greg let's go of his shaft and puts his large claws on her shoulders, helping her aim as much baby batter into her as possible. The virile display causes a sort of feed back loop for you as well, the sight of one of your best friends unloading a monstrous amount of seed as well the two stripper lizards in your lap cock-snogging each other with your own junk sends you over the edge.
Hands still on their heads, you push down and inward. Skilled in their work, both gracefully respond by diving face first into your groin while also wrapping their arms around your torso. You feel them slather your cocks with their tongues even faster all the while, causing an all too familiar stab of white heat erupt from your balls. As the pleasure heat move up your shafts, the two practically buckle themselves to your groin. They moan as you hiss, seed filling their mouths. The weird shape of french-kissing around two cocks causes your cum to splash violently from all the openings, soiling your jeans in one burst. You continue to paint their lower jaws white as each thrust of your hips brings another noises splash. Finally, you hiss contentedly, and melt into the cushions of the limo. Slowly, the reddish-pink and blue scaled strippers stop kissing and untie themselves from your shafts. You shudder as the cold air of the vehicle's A/C is reintroduced to the heat sensitivity of your groin.
"So," the reddish-pink one says without missing a beat, "I'd like to feel that from down here." She wipes your cum from her jaw and uses the same hand to signify her lady bits. Blue scales also wipes your seed from her but simply begins using it to masturbate.