Miranda improvises, with a problem

It takes you about half an hour for the two of you to get back to Sarah's house. When you enter the house, you look for a weapon, seeing an umbrella, which you figure is better than nothing. That's when your ears are met by some sort of banging sound, which makes you assume the worse. Storming into the living room, you find that the board is gone. Another thud rings out, telling you that Tom is trying to destroy the board.

"John" Miranda stops you.

"What is it?"

"I've got an idea but you'll have to trust me. Take the planchette and head around the back. Once I've got Tom- I mean John, whatever he is, distracted you come in and say goodbye, alright?"

Nodding to Miranda you quickly steal around to the back of Sarahs sizable house. Peeking in the kitchen window you see Tom hard at work, trying desperately to snap the Ouija board by slamming it against the kitchen counter. As you watch Miranda steps into the doorway and says "Hey John Doe! What do you think of these?"

Tom looks at her to see Miranda flip up her top and expose her bouncing 36C tits. You can't help but stare at her glorious nude chest and, evidently neither can Tom. Miranda playfully squeezes her big boobs with both hands and bites her bottom lip suggestively as she stares at Tom.

"So, what do you say Johnny boy?" she says, her tone sultry like a pornstar. " How about you forget that dusty old board and come slam me instead?" Tom doesn't need to be told twice as he quickly storms towards Miranda who continues to tease him even as she backs away into the front room. "Oh yeah John, it's just me and you, now come give it to me!"

Even though you know it's all an act you can't help but feel a little upset and, to your shame, aroused at hearing Miranda talk to another man like that, especially as it's Toms body she's talking to. Once Tom disappears into the front room in pursuit of Miranda you sneak to the kitchen door and ease it open as quietly as possible. When your inside you search hurriedly for the board, checking the floor, the counter-tops and even looking under the table.

It's only when you hear Mirandas voice again that you realize where it is. "Mmh. Don't you want to drop that silly board and use both hands?" It seems that, despite the haste with which Tom took off after Miranda he still had the sense to keep hold of his one weakness. You creep towards the doorway silently, as you hear a reply.

"Do you take me for a fool?" John Doe speaks with Toms voice but his words don't fit Tom at all " I know what you're planning. Send the beautiful temptress first to distract me, then once my guard's down your two little friends rush in and banish me. Right?" Carefully you peek through the crack in the door.

You see Miranda, her breasts still exposed, pushed against the wall as Toms muscular frame towers over her, one of his hands roughly playing with her tits as the other holds the board. You consider just running in and grabbing it right now but Tom is too close to Miranda if you failed to get the board straight away he might hurt her, so instead you hang back. As you look on Miranda writhes dramatically under his touch and moans even as she replies.

"Mmmmh oooohh. No I ditched those losers. I needed a big hard dick tonight, I knew the other John wouldn't be big enough and that if I came back here with Sarah then she'd make me share. She's a slut for big cock too. I wanted you all to myself so I sneaked off and came back." Tom looks down at Miranda, seemingly evaluating her story. She's such a good liar that even though you know she's just trying to help her words about you still sting.

Miranda gasps from Tom pinching a nipple before she continues her lying. " I've been so fucking horny ever since you stripped me. Even though I couldn't see you I could feel your big strong hands roving over me, squeezing my breasts, teasing my pussy, using my body like you owned me." While she speaks she pants and squeezes her own tits with one hand while the other traces over Toms hard abs. "And when you ripped my underwear off, so passionate and dominant..." She trails off squeezing her legs together and biting her lip before continuing "I gush just thinking about it."

Tom is silent for a second before he replies, "Well, I suppose there's one way to test your honesty." His empty hand quickly flys from Mirandas chest to her belt where he unceremoniously shoves his fingers under Mirandas waistband and into her crotch. "Ooh, fuck!" she shouts as his rough fingers rub over her clit before two of them slip into her tight pussy. She squeezes her legs tightly together again instinctively as Toms fingers move inside her. She meets his cold gaze with look of desperation. After a little while Tom slips his hand back out of Mirandas pants before holding his fingers up before her eyes.

They are dripping with oozing moisture from Mirandas pussy and as he moves them small chains of liquid link the two. He smirks as he looks from his fingers and back to a relieved Miranda. "It seems you might be telling the truth after all. Maybe you really are a whore."