Who emerges next?
Meagan
Falling through the sky Meagan pushed the woman she was eating out away, she didn't taste exactly right and would've preferred something in her. She straightened her body towards another skydiver, a dude this time. His hands appeared from the booth walls allowing her to grab them and was the wind below her suspended form simulated being quickly pulled toward him. She spun herself around allowing a dildo in the wall to push out and plunge into her. Only three times did the dildo thrust into her before the simulation froze and the harness slowly brought her back to her feet. Several attendants came in and undid the harness.
"Ah man" Meagan said as she emerged from the booth. "I didn't even get to the ground."
"Ground?" Heather asked after removing the attendant's cock from her mouth.
"I choose a sky diving sim. Just under 15000 feet. All the way down I'd grabbed someone else to fuck." The frustration in her voice was evident. "I maybe only got halfway down before the sim ended. It was beautiful that high up and felt so real. Not mention I got to skydive nearly nude." She took a deep breath to calm herself. "What you two pick?"
"Mmm centaur fucked me." Heather said saliva and precum covering her mouth.
"I uh choose a robot apocalypse."
"The fuck? You choose that?" Meagan said in shock, "Now I'm jealous. Taylor not out yet?"
"No. we just barely got out here. Trying to get this guy to cum." Samantha responded. At that moment Heather giggled as the dude came over her face. Samantha and Megan began helping her clean up by licking the jizz off her face.
After a moment the attendant caught his breath and finally spoke "Actually I think your friend won't be over here, she upgraded to a premium booth around the corner."
Meagan immediately got upset "There's premium booths? They offer extra time, don't they?"
"Along with more interactions yes. Did you not read the board at the start of the line?" All three women froze up, no they hadn't.
The three went around the corner just in time to see the doors open up to Taylor's session. She held a ridding crop, and the trio saw a dildo with large balls retract into the walls causing her to miss her swing.
"FUCK!" Talyor shouted with an angry smile. The attendants rushed in and removed the harness, while also taking the ridding crop. "Oh hey." She noticed her friends. "Fucking thing didn't last long enough."
"Really you were in there like ten minutes more than any of us." Samantha scoffed.
"Then we really need to properly fuck something."
"Agreed." Megan said. "What else did this district have?"
"Something about an alien embassy..." Heather responded.
(Fucked Futurama) the alien embassy...
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