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You stare helplessly at Becky, turning back to Agatha whose feet gave out from under her moments ago. As she writhes on her knees you go slack jawed and helplessly flail your hands in a circle.

“Um um um um.... fuck! Uhhhhhhh...”

“And your time is up sweetie. The answer is ‘a joke’. Like your effort. Seriously, are you trying at all right now? I was expecting more of a challenge.”

“Oh, bite me!”

Becky cocks an eyebrow and you immediately feel a heavy sense of dread overtake you. She leans in really close, painfully close given how turned on her barecock and Agatha’s moans have made you. The smell of eager pussy could just as easily be yours as Agatha’s.

“Now, now. I expect a high level of respect from the mothers of my children. One more outburst like that and I’ll have to get very mad at you.”

She leans back, drinking in the effect her proximity and words have on your poor body. Your skin is blushing like a bright red tomato and you can barely keep yourself from playing with your new pussy. Becky hasn’t mentioned how you keep shifting your weight the rub your pretty thighs together or the dribbles of desire falling away from your **** folds.

“Now we need to hurry. I’d hate for either of you to give in on my little game when we just got started.”