Something she always wanted ...

"Ssssssshhhhhhh! We don't want to alert the others!"

Her words do nothing to comfort your fears and worries, but you comply, knowing well she is correct. You find yourself still staring, wondering 'WHY?'

"I'm so sorry ... but ..." She continues to chew on her knuckle. Surely it will bleed if she continues much longer. Again, her free hand reaches out, touching the naked flesh along your back, lightly caressing as the dildo continues to punch a hole into your quivering sex. "At least you're getting fucked by a machine. I got spit-roasted by the twins, Jack and Joe Cramer!" Her hand leaves her mouth and traces idly along her own well-fucked furrow, the folds swollen and red still. "Turns out that Mr. Minchest is their uncle, and this whole trip was a set-up!" A wet finger circles over the swollen clit, still protruding lewdly through the flowered opening. "I managed to fake it ... but ... Moooooooo ... it felt so good!" Her finger was now delving into her sodden cavern, plunging freely as she recalled being fucked in tandem by the duo. Her body trembled and rippled lightly as she relived the pleasurable sensations. She withdrew her finger and suckled the nectar. "Mmmmmooooooo, I can still taste them!" Her eyes sparkled as her focus returned to you.

"Anyways, I escaped ... and found Moooo." The hand on your back was now resting on your ass, fondling, creeping closer to the steel dildo. The other hand was reaching beneath to caress your heaving belly. Her naked breasts are pressed against your flesh as she leans in close, her touch no longer caring, but exploring. "Seeing Mooo like this is just Mooo much. I don't think I can resist."

Within a split second she had managed to wriggle beneath your bound form and crawl between your parted thighs. Gripping your ass tightly, she hoisted her head up, now face to face with the fake phallus fucking away. Her tongue reached out and began lapping at the frothy mixture spewing forth from within.

'NO! This can't be happening!' Your brain screams in protest, but your body is responding in ways that can't be denied! Your hips flex back to meet the dick, inviting another orgasm, while your knees part wider, granting your BFF unobstructed access to your wanton slutty sexpot. Her oral ministrations seem all too practiced, having never done this before yourself. You are only seconds away from yet, another, outer space experience orgasm. Your body convulses in seizure-like fashion, threatening to dislodge from the mechanical device, and pull away from your female lover's wet mouth.

You shoot helplessly into another realm as blackness surrounds you. Your head falls forward, limp, as you pass out. However, you awaken shortly to a tart wetness on your lips. You now find yourself face-to-face with your lover's splayed pussy, glistening wet with desire and not-so-fresh cum. Inexplicably, your tongue slips out and reciprocates your lover's efforts, sharing in this brief moment of solitude. "Mmmmmmooooooo" You hear the whimper coming from your friend and wonder if she truly 'escaped'?

You both lie there motionless in post-orgasmic reverie until the rattling of the metal handle on the stall door startles the both of you!