Michael has a special feeling

Reba and Sasha couldn’t resist testing out their wonderful additions. Reba wrapped her fresh Futa pussy around Sasha’s big Futa cock and rode that fucker until she’d had her fill. Naturally, she was more than full. Sasha’s cum had started to overflow on the second orgasm. Each load after that had simply added to the big sticky mess spreading across the bed. Each of Sasha’s orgasms hit her across their psychic bond pushing her closer to her own orgasm and her orgasms pushed Sasha closer to another in a feedback loop of pleasure. The tsunami of sexual bliss raged back and forth between them enough to tear apart a man or woman, pleasure like this is the exclusive providence and birthright of the Futa.

Only Reba’s thirst to spread her corruption pulled them out of their cycle. She had to bite her lip as she surveyed the room. Sasha’s cum had spread across the bed and leaked to the floor. ‘Mmmmm fuck your cum is almost out the door.’ Sasha sat up and tried to pull Reba back down on her raging cock ‘I’m not done, we’ll make it ♥’ Reba laughed at her insatiable Futa whore. ‘Come on and put a little something on, I know how we can have even More fun!’

Reba led Sasha to Michael’s door. The seductresses sported sinful smiles. In a flash back Sasha had seen Reba’s memory as clear as day. Robert walking in to Michael’s room for a surprise preparedness drill only to find the 20 something boi furiously beating off on the edge of his bed looking at a girly magazine. Worse than that, Michael had drawn some cocks in on the girls tight little bodies. The horror! Not little dicks either, big beastly cocks that stood stiffly between their own titties almost in their own mouths'! Now she understood why Robert had taken Michael off of scavenging rotation, this boi was a corruption risk.

How romantic! The two of them were ready to make his fantasies cum true!

Reba unlocked the door from the outside and took Sasha’s hand leading her inside. Their tight nighties clung to their big titties and hips as they entered to find Michael praying on the edge of his bed. “Hello Michael~” cooed Reba in a tone dripping with suggestion. He looked up suddenly and then looked at the ground blushing. Sasha and Reba walked up to him as he continued to look at the ground intently. Reba reached down with delicate hands and long nails she tipped his head back guiding his eyes up her hot body. Sasha sank to her knees and dragged her tongue along the crotch of his pants. She began to stroke the growing bulge behind Michael’s pants. The boi tried to jerk away in Reba’s grip, but she quickly wrapped her hands around his head and held him fast staring deep into her shining eyes. “I’m soo sorry Michael” he looked confused “It’s probably as much my fault as anyone that you’re afraid of pleasure. But tonight I’m going to fix that!”

The Futas wrapped themselves around Michael on his bed stripping his clothes off piecemeal, stroking his hard erection, and planting hickies on his neck. Reba pulled her slick lips off of his neck leaving a fresh mark. “Michael, there’s nothing wrong with enjoying the female form. Wanting to hold it, stroke it, fuck it, possess it.” He yelped as Sasha tugged his cock drawing out a jet of cum. Reba grabbed his cock and worked it like the professional she is. She kept him rock hard and then made him cum again “Good boi you can’t help cumming in my hands can you?” He closed his eyes tight and his face screwed up into an expression of pain and pleasure. “Aww poor baby, I’ll fix you.” Reba knew she was in tune with his body, she could feel it with every fevered beat of his heart and each shallow breath. But she knew his hurt went deeper. She’d have to heal his mind. Luckily she had just the salve for him!

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