Makoto x Makoto

“Say, maybe it’s just me, but wouldn’t it be super hot if these two banged?”

“Hell yeah, dude! Yo, Makoto, or uh I guess Makotos? How about it?”

“~Gladly, masters~” the two said in unison, albeit only the replica did so voluntarily.

They turned to each other and entered a tender embrace. The real Makoto was extremely frightened by her complete helplessness, but also equally aroused by it. Her pussy quickly became extremely wet as her breasts rubbed against her replica’s!

The replica grabbed Makoto by the back of her head and pulled her to make out. Being this intimate with another girl, albeit a clone of herself, was a brand new experience for Makoto, one that aroused her even further! The phantom thief felt her body finally relax as the replica turned off its voodoo doll ability. Now was the perfect opportunity for her to make her escape, but she was too captivated by her own arousal to do so.

The replica meanwhile, proceeded to move its hands down, using one to grope Makoto’s firm, fat ass & the other to start fiddling her pussy.

“~M-MMMPH~” Makoto let out a muffled moan into her replica’s mouth. Having never felt so horny, Makoto soon had her eyes roll way high up as she quickly began to orgasm. “~M-MMMMMMMM-AAAAAAAHHHH!!!~” she moaned as she began vigorously squirting! She had reflexively pulled her head back from overstimulation, leaving a thick line of saliva still connecting their mouths like a suspension bridge.

Makoto panted heavily, excited to see what was next!