Pleasure Notes

The girls came downstairs afterwards. You had to admit the site nailed their dress, they looked exactly like Trina and Tori. Too bad their clothes would be off soon.

"Today," you said. "We're going to learn that singing isn't the only pleasure notes you can make."

"What does that mean?" Trina asked.

"Strip naked and I'll tell you."

Both women blushed but sheepishly obeyed, shrugging off their clothes one at a time until they stood before you totally naked. Trina's bush was neatly trimmed, while Tori's was clean shaven.

"Tori, we'll start with you. Sit on the table and spread your legs."

Tori obeyed, and you inserted into her pussy. She began to moan as you thrusted back and forth.

"See?" you tell Trina, who watched in interest. "Those noises are pleasure notes."

"I think I get it," Trina said as her 'sister' moaned louder and louder. "And your cock is some sort of mic?"

"Yep," you tell her. "A special kind of microphone that raises your voice when you sing the pleasure notes."