What's next?
A Break in the Action
"I think I must have swallowed a gallon of cum," said Annalise, stifling a burp. "I wonder where they get it, and damn, my butthole is sore."
_Yours is sore?! _thought Leonor. My butthole is never going to recover! She wiped cum from her eyes. Her entire face was coated in cum, and her hair was dripping with it, and now her pussy was sore. "I need a drink."
"I might do a shot, but my belly is full."
The two girls, both feeling very lightheaded, held hands as if they were old friends.
As they walked towards a bar, Olivia Rodrigo, her make-up ruined, her hair wet, and her dress soaking, stumbled up to them. "Hey, what's up?"
"Oh god, urine breath," said Leonor as she fanned her hand in front of her face.
"You reek," Annalise told Olivia.
"Oh god, do I? I've had so many orgasms, I can't think straight."
"You really need to rinse your mouth," said Leonor.
"Yeah, go rinse your mouth in the nearest toilet," said Annalise, not knowing why she said something so mean.
"Yeah, whatever. That might work. There's a ladies room right there." Olivia stumbled into the Ladies room.
They walked to the bar and saw a sign: One Night Only! Princess Elisabeth XXX Show! Beneath it was a photo of Princess Elisabeth

"Elisabeth?!" said Leonor.
"You know her?" asked Annalise.
"Yes, she's a friend. She's in the Belgian royal family."
There was a time listed under the poster.
"We have a half an hour to kill." The women stood at the bar as their anuses were too sore to sit.
A naked female bartender in the middle of making a drink smiled at them. "Just a sec."

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