Terri loses it.

A long, hot breath slipped out from between Terri's lips. It had been far too long since anyone had touched her butt. Other than Lynn and Joy, of course, but that had just been for the purposes of cosplay. It had been one hundred percent scientific, as Terri had been **** to remind herself at the time.

But now...

Sure, circumstances weren't ideal. Terri wasn't exactly a big fan of 'behind the curtain' as a spot to get groped by a stranger. She wasn't even really fond of the idea of getting groped by a stranger at all. But with his left hand grabbing at her breast while his right hand pawed at the ass that she was so proud of, Terri had to admit that there were worse things in the world.

It helped that Marigold was still right there, tantalizingly close and so very naked. She wasn't even really doing anything, but Terri couldn't take her eyes away, anyway. The way those breasts heaved when Mari breathed in and out... her soft, pale curves... the way she lay there, so innocent and yet so enticing. As far as Terri knew, no-one in the world had seen Marigold like this, with the exception of the stranger behind her with his hands all over her lithe body. She felt honored, somehow.

Terri could feel the stranger's dick pushing harder against her back. He must have thought the same thing about Marigold's gorgeous body. Having his mitts all over Terri's bits was probably contributing a little bit to its swollen size, too-- or at least a small part of her hoped it was.

His breath was hot in her ear. "She's something, isn't she?" he muttered. His left hand was sliding down her body, away from her nipple. Terri knew what he had to have had in mind. Guys always went for it, sooner or later. "Makes you want to just bend her over the bed and go to town."

Terri clenched her eyes shut, trying to resist the image, but that only made it more powerful. In her mind's eye, she saw Marigold, in all her beauty, bent over that bed with the stranger railing her from behind, his hand buried in her hair as he fucked her hard and fast, just the way that Terri liked it the best.

"Mmgh," Terri whimpered, almost silent.

His hand was between her legs now. His touch was a little clumsy, almost virginal. But there was a confidence to it that couldn't be denied. Jakey's fingers were stroking her clit softly over her special panties. He couldn't believe how wet she was. Then again, it looked like she was just as pervy as he was, so maybe he shouldn't have been surprised.

"Oh," Terri gasped.

Marigold looked up, a little bewildered. Her hands fell away from her chest, revealing her hard nipples again.

In a panic, Jakey clapped his right hand over Terri's mouth, forgetting what he was clutching in his palm: Marigold's panties.

The smell of Marigold's pussy filled Terri's nostrils, and she nearly passed out right then and there from the sheer ecstasy of the moment.