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Chapter 8 by dr_wankenstein dr_wankenstein

What does she pick?

Heartbreaker

Susie couldn't fight back her moan. Even through her panties, the buzzing was uncontrollably intense, her whole body pulsing with sensation as the saddle ruthlessly probed every intimate inch of her pussy. Beside her, Bonnie's head was thrown back, panting desperately like a hopeless slut in head as the awful machine buzzed her to the limit, like a thousand tiny tongues all licking her clit at once, pushing her further and further, the jeers and catcalls of the crowd ringing in her ears as she felt herself building up to...

...nothing.

The cheerleaders whistled and called out insults as the two frustrated girls slumped forward in their seats, every inch of their arousal plain on their faces, denied the release they so desperately craved. "Oh my god, look at them! Such dirty girls!" Anne-Marie smirked, making sure to look Susie directly in the eye as she set up another throw.

What does she pick?

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