Miranda

You pick her.

Your heart stops as you realise what just happened.

The sounds from the closet grow louder.

"Ah, ah, ah OH..."

With Tom grunting and slapping her ass in response.

Sarah reaches over and begins to fondle your dick while reaching for your card. Her face droops when she realises it isn't her. It then lights up again and she whispers in your ear,

"It's over. His length is slopping in and out of her. He'll cum in her and claim her. And you'll enjoy every moment of it."

With that she backs off and kneels in front of you, an infuriatingly bright smile and smirk on her face as she spreads her vagina in front of you. It's dripping.

"I...I picked you."

The closet opens.

Miranda opens the door, juice dripping down her...

She was right. Tom had already cum in Miranda and was about to go for a second load.

Miranda looks lovingly at you, blowing you a kiss over Toms shoulder as she's brutally and gleefully fucked.

And in that moment you dare her too...