She wants snuggles

You continue stroking Ashley's flank, enjoying the way she trembles from the after-effects of having three people go down on her at once. "Nancy, can you tell us who won?"

Ashley laughs. "It felt like a team effort to me."

"I guess it was. So how do we decide who gets to keep you?"

"Keep me? You're supposed to be freeing me! Worst sidekick ever!" she exclaims, making Tibby laugh.

Then the cat has an idea. "If none of us won, maybe we should just take her to bed for snuggles, like at the end of the comic."

Annabelle objects to that. "I thought she had to escape and make it home before that happens."

"Don't care," Ashley says. "Want snuggles."

Annabelle shrugs. "Snuggles it is," she says as she takes off Ashley's blindfold and gets to work on her restraints.

Once the last restraint is released Ashley stands with your help and takes a minute to stretch her limbs, getting the blood flowing again. Meanwhile Tibby peels herself out of her tight leathers, which gives everyone something to look at. Not that you stand idly by; you have clothes to discard as well.

Once everyone is naked or down to their underwear, Ashley approaches the bed and sprawls out on her back. When the naked cat crawls onto the bed and hugs her side, she smiles over at you. "Come join us. This is a group snuggle."

A moment later you and Annabelle are on the bed too, four hot bodies sandwiched together in an excited bundle. A little too excited to just lie there snuggling. While Ashley is pretty satisfied, and Tibby is happy to do nothing more than squeeze her tight, Annabelle can't help notice the tent you're pitching in your underwear. Chuckling, she asks whether "you need some help with that, or does the Master Baiter have it covered?"

"I wouldn't mind the help," you answer honestly.

"Then lift your butt!" Annabelle grabs your waistband, pulling your underwear down your thighs so your cock springs out. Laying against your side, she lazily takes it into her hand and strokes up and down, working you up slowly. When she decides you're ready (not that you weren't ready the moment your cock was out), she sits up and drags you away from Ashley so she can get a leg over your body.

Annabelle comes down straddling your thighs, your dick still in her hand. Holding it steady, she pushes forward and lifts up until its head rubs against her wet slit. "Now show me you're more than a masturbator, Master Baiter!"

"If you insist!" Placing your hands on Annabelle's waist, you pull her down and impale her on your stiff rod.

"Hey!" she exclaims, gasping at the sudden penetration only to be silenced when you pull her even further down and kiss her. While your tongue invades Annabelle's mouth, your hands move to her ass and make her grind on you, still fully sheathed in her pussy. The lusty woman groans into your mouth, then breaks the kiss to gasp again.

Since her mouth is out of reach you switch to her breasts, sucking on a nipple and making whatever she was about to say drown in another moan. Your hips thrust up, slamming into her from below at as fast a pace as this position allows. With the girls watching attentively you fuck the strawberry blonde, making her shake like a rag doll on top of you.

But she's not completely passive. Her ass starts bouncing on you by her own power, hands holding on to your shoulders to give her the leverage she needs. You respond by thrusting even more vigorously, trying to get her to collapse on you. It's like a sexy battle, but by the end of it you have no idea who won. Did her pussy contracting around your dick make you cum, or did feeling your hot seed fill her womb trigger Annabelle's orgasm? Nobody can say. What matters is that you're both sweaty and happy by the end of it.

And then Annabelle does collapse, falling off you to land on the mattress between you and Ashley, who immediately pulls her into the group hug.

Once you can move again you roll over to spoon her from behind, completing the four-way snuggle. The last thing you hear is her murmuring a belated "happy birthday" to Tibby.