You can’t help but cum.

The floodgates open and you feel yourself unleash a cascade of cum. It oozes down your inner thighs as Cherry makes out with your hole. She rakes her fingers along your ass cheeks, adding a bit of pain to the pleasure. It takes everything in you to not collapse on the spot, but for Cherry you manage to remain standing. You feel her pull away as you fall to your knees. “You’re a lot tougher than you look Barbie.” Cherry cheekily mocks you. “I think I might be falling for you Goldilocks.” Cherry gives you a tender tap on the butt cheek and steps back under the spray of the shower. Cherry wipes her mouth and lets the water soak her face.

You turn around to watch Cherry Bomb wash herself intently. You also take this chance to catch your breath and compose yourself. You never really thought about your sexual orientation before, but Cherry was making a really strong case for homosexuality. “Why are you blushing, girl?” Cherry’s question knocks you back down to reality. You avert your eyes, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden. You can’t really figure out why though.

“This was pretty fun. A wrestling match and a post-match reward? A gal could get used to this.” Cherry ponders aloud. “Oh I’ve got a great idea. How about a rematch? You and me Goldilocks.” You recoil at Cherry’s suggestion. The last time you wrestled, she was less than kind. In fact she was downright cruel and rough. “Come on! Don’t be a pussy now. You were just starting to discover your inner beast.” Cherry persistently tries to persuade you. “Hey, I know I like it a little rougher than most. But you never know. You may grow to love it too.” Cherry grabs your arm and brings you to your feet. She locks you into a deep stare, filling your heart with joy. “Don’t you wanna see where this goes?” She asks you, her face stern and contemplative. She brings her lips slowly to yours, delivering one last kiss to you, before turning around and leaving the shower room. You are left stunned and standing alone in the shower. Cherry stops and turns around before leaving to say, “And who knows? Maybe I’ll learn to like it gentle?”