Make out with Chryssie

A lady this pretty deserves all the kisses. Embracing her, you plant a smooch on her big, flat, leaf-shaped nose. She giggles, and you follow up with a serious kiss on her thin black lips. Her hot breath smells faintly of musk and cinnamon. She kisses back, closing her heavy eyelids and lightly scratching your back. Your serpentine tongue shoots into her mouth and she quivers when she realizes just how far it can reach. Her own tongue, short and much broader, easily enfolds and slurps on yours.

As you and Chryssie kiss, the rest of her body is drawn to yours. You're nestled in her thick, furry thighs, your cocks pulsing as they're pressed against her. For her part, you can feel a moisture oozing from her groin. You reach down, stroking her great round belly, and get into better contact with her needy clitoris. She moans from even a little direct stimulation. You gradually increase your efforts, and Chryssie returns the favor by regaining hold of your cocks. She might be roly-poly, but she's got plenty of grip strength, and she's stroking both shafts good and hard in one fist. Whether by luck or skill, she's using one of your favorite masturbation grips, which lets you frot yourself, each penis stimulating the other.

Soon the two of you are a sweaty, twitching pile of gasping, rubbing, and tonguing. Chryssie makes a delighted, high-pitched squeak at orgasm, her jellylike body practically vibrating. Her ears droop and she gazes at you with pure love. Viciously she jacks you off, murmuring softly "C'mon, you can do it; c'mon, almost there." Before you know it, you're overcome, and your pulsating twin boners are saturating the fur of Chryssie's inner thigh with spunk.

Satisfied, you and Chryssie lie beside each other and take a little well-deserved rest, admiring each other's sex-stained nakedness. This wasn't how you foresaw your visit to Lady Chrysanthemum's Fantastic Fortunes and Favors going, but you can't say you're disappointed.