A goth and her pussy heard everything.

Kenny fell asleep quickly after his discussion with the redhead's pussy, after reminding himself to try and get their names next time for the sake of simplicity.

Alas, he was suddenly awoken by the sound of the room's door unlocking and creaking open, letting in light that blinded his eyes.

Standing in the doorway, the light gleaned off the pale, yet shiny smooth skin of a nude goth woman. Having G cup tits and wide child-rearing hips attached to a huge, plump spankable ass, she walked forward as her pale hairless pussy blew kisses in Kenny's direction.

"Hello there, my darling manslut." The goth pussy purred, speaking in a European-sounding accent, but not one Kenny could identify.

"Huuuurgh, what do you want?" Kenny rudely asked, groaning as he sat back up.

"Right to the point. Very determined and hard headed. Perfect." The goth pussy said, leaking love nectar onto the floor.

The goth woman was very much awake and aware, Kenny noted. He wasn't sure if all pussies were able to make the heads **** as they controlled the entire rest of the body normally, but he didn't want to risk her being put under.

"We heard the whole thing, stud." the goth pussy admitted, moving her lips in a way that signified she was pleasing the goth woman. "And we want in."

Kenny's eyes opened wide; their plan had been revealed to others already! "I don't know what you heard, but...." He couldn't even make a fake denial when the goth pussy placed herself against his lips and furiously French kissed him. Feeling his tongue move around and inside the absurdly hungry cunt, he noted a taste of vanilla.

"Like it?" The pussy said between kisses. "I make sure my bitch lotions me up every day so I'm extra smooth and tight."

Grabbing onto the goth's wide hips, Kenny struggles to pull away from her cooch's onslaught. He successfully does, wiping love nectar off his face.

"You'll notice I'm a lot more wet than any other pussy here. My bitch was a nymphomaniac way before I became conscious, and that trait has transferred to me, too." The goth pussy triumphantly stated, as if that was worth bragging about.

"Why bother telling me?" Kenny shouted, coughing yet unable to remove the taste of vanilla from his lips.

"It's to let you know we're the only true ally here." The goth said, surprisingly out of turn from every other woman/pussy relationship here. "I treated her right when she became alive. And I rather enjoyed the treatment she gave me in kind. As a result, we have a sort of peaceful coexistence here; one which the other pussies are unaware of."

"And it has to stay that way until we leave here." The goth pussy added, frowning her lips. "I do feel for my coochie sisters, but I can't condone all that has gone on here, from woman or pussy."

Kenny scratched his chin, taken aback by how more complicated this situation was than previously thought. Compared to the other pussies, the redhead's seemed ambivalent at best, maybe. But here was a genuinely nice pussy. She still seemed to care more for just her safety, and that of her owner, more than all the other women.

"Then you must've heard my stipulations with the redhead's snatch. I want all the women here free from pussy control: no exceptions." He repeated.

"Even for little ole me?" The goth's pussy asked, the goth swaying her hips as she stepped over to Kenny. "We don't mind our situation. We prefer it since we both feel double the pleasure. But in all this time here, we never had a real man until you came along. So please, indulge us."

With Kenny's shaft still erect from the goth's pussy juice, he shook as she lowered herself onto his rod, having no qualms violating him. Bouncing up and down on his dick, the goth moaned and grabbed her tits, offering one for Kenny to suck on as she did the same to the other.

He tried to turn away but relented and stuck her cute pink nipple into his mouth. Flicking his tongue across it, the goth moaned and her pussy tightened immensely. In all the time here, this was the first he truly wanted to have sex. The goth and her pussy were much more humane and gentle, going at a pace that was not only to pleasure the pussy, but Kenny and the goth, too.

Even when he put the redhead's cunt in her place, he didn't feel at ease and willing until just now. The goth held him tightly, acting like a true lover other than just a horny mate. The difference compared to every other sexual encounter set Kenny's heart aflutter.

It didn't help that the goth was the picture of beauty and fertility. She was his type, one hundred percent, and with a sentient cunt that could more adeptly move and pleasure him than a non living pussy, she was perfect.

It went without saying, but he didn't bother trying to hold back. Moaning, he happily blew a huge load right into the goth's womb, her pussy happily gobbling up every single drop. The lovemaking continued for a while, the goth and her pussy finally climaxing after two or three loads busted into her.

Sweaty and exhausted, the goth lay down with Kenny, whispering sweet words into his ear as her pussy kept smooching his rod. "So, you'll take us with you off this planet?" She inquired, tracing a circle around Kenny's pecs.

Nodding his head, Kenny felt he could trust these two completely. "Definitely, but that may also include the redhead's pussy, too, if that's okay." He added.

"The more the merrier, hotstuff." The goth's pussy cooed, sealing yet another deal for Kenny.

He waved them goodbye once the goth got up, pretending to be another pussy **** so as not to draw attention to herself. Kenny made another note of who he could trust, glad it doubled in such a short amount of time. And if he got a sexy goth girlfriend at the end of it all, that was merely the icing on the cake.