Does anyone want more?

The answer to that was apparently yes. Two strap-on were taking out of the toy box. They were larger somehow than the one that Allie had used on you before. “So Zara gets spitroasted, right?” That made your eyes widen. “Seems fair to me.” opined Gwen. “Is that ok with you, sweetie?” You nod enthusiastically, your pussy is once again beginning to leak with excitement. “Zara, baby. Can I have your ass?” The thought of being bent over by Allie was too thrilling and you nodded. Gwen giggled as she clicked on her strap-on.

You lowered yourself spread open unto the strap-on, moaning loudly before you leant forward, exposing your rear. Allie opened it up and you roared with pleasure as she began slowly seesawing inside you. Gwen and Allie moved as one; slowly filling your body and private regions with pleasure and delights.

Time seemed to flow like the juices from your body. Each second brought further sensations as you contemplated the true meaning of squirting. You moaned louder as the emptiness inside you was filled. The heat bustled between your thighs as it left your womanhood as a cascade of pleasure liquids while your mind flooded with the joys and ecstasies of oxycotin; dopamine and endorphins.