Back to Sarah and the Group; Sarah struggles to resist

Emily’s entire body is engulfed with pleasure, flourishing to every nerve of her body with euphoric vibrations. Something about her current state of dress and the gentle vibrations of the washer against her by now moist lips and sensitive clit.

Jessica looks on with embarrassment on her own behalf. Watching her friend of about 2 years completely naked, enjoying herself right in front of her. Even though she isn’t particularly attracted to her, she can’t help but be turned on by her display.

Yuri is actively enjoying the show as she watches her hump her pelvis against the edge of the machine, starting out slow and sensual for the time being. Yuri treats the breaking of Emily’s social shell like this as an achievement she’d get after 100% her favorite games. While she may not be turned on by her display because of Sarah’s feelings for her, she feels proud and excited about where this might go from here.

And Sarah, oh Sarah. She can’t take the audible and visual high she is being treated to right now. Out of lust and curiosity, she turned around to see her love entranced in pleasure. This was partly a mistake for her mental health, since now her fantasies of her friend is being enacted in real life. Her imagined look of Emily in ecstasy is just like what she is watching in front of her. Sarah doesn’t think she’ll ever recover from this sight. She’ll never be the same woman again if she doesn’t get on her knees and propose to Emily right now.

She practically drools at the sight of Emily’s breasts subtly shaking with each vibration. The way her skin squishes against the cold steel of the machine makes Sarah envious of the washers position under her.

She cheeks fluster, her sweat on her brow drips down onto her massive chest, and her hand idly slides down her muscular stomach to her ever warming core. Her senses are numbed by the sounds of Emily’s moans and whimpers as she gets closer to orgasm. Like a ****, she can’t help but want more of this feeling.

Her hand is now fiddling with her moist lips, her fingers slipping inside her vaginal walls. She holds her hand over her mouth to muffle her own moans of pleasure. With just one finger inside, she can already feel herself getting close to the edge of climax.

“I FUCKING LOVE YOU EMILY!” Sarah thought to herself. Her heart races as all she can think about is Emily pleasuring herself right in front of her. Nothing matters to her anymore. All she wants and needs in life is Emily in her arms as they kiss, hug, touch, and bite each other as they ride out their shared climaxes. But alas, she cannot do such a thing.

Even with everything in the situation going in her favor. Even with the fact that Emily’s barriers have been torn down, she still fears the looming thought of rejection. Even as she masturbates, thinking of the love of her life, she would hate to come off as a creep to her childhood best friend.