Lynn sees what she’s become.

Lynn crawled out from under Marigold. She wasn’t entirely happy about pulling herself away from Marigold’s incredible body, but her legs were shaking and and her breath was heavy. She needed a break, and it seemed that things had quieted down, if only for a moment. Lynn got to her feet and walked over to the bathroom, still more than a little unsteady.

She flicked on the lights and they came on, blindingly bright with the fan blowing noisy air all throughout the room. When her eyes adjusted to the new light, Lynn got her first look at herself in what had been hours.

Her mascara was running and her foundation was a mess. Her lips were sticky, chapped, and white— still covered in Jakey’s cum from when she had felched Marigold. Her chest was red and heaving, and she had claw marks on her stomach and her shoulders from Mari’s hands while she and Kiona had fucked her. Her knees were a mess, and worst of all was that big fake cock between her legs. It was creamy and white from Mari, sweet, ‘pure’ Mari’s pussy, the one that Lynn had hate-fucked until both she and Marigold had gone over the edge and orgasmed.

Was this really who she was? Some cock-hungry ho? This afternoon she had fucked two girls and sucked the cum out of a pussy. She was supposed to be straight, wasn’t she? But she hadn’t even gotten a chance at Jakey’s dick. What was she, chopped liver? She deserved some man loving too!

Lynn could hear the others giggling in the room. “That was so good,” Terri raved. “I don’t usually like the taste of cum, but...”

Lynn smacked her lips. To her chagrin, Terri was right. Jakey’s cum tasted as bad as every other guy’s, but somehow she was hungry for it.

She reached behind herself and unfastened the straps on the toy, letting it fall to the tiles with a heavy thump.