Bonus Hardcore show.

While Svenja and Sara were still standing on stage, bent over with their hands tied, their wet shirts hiked up and the vibrating eggs deep inside their dripping pussies, a large, round metal cage slowly descended from the ceiling.

The four friends stood a little way off, whispering excitedly to each other. “What the hell were those two thinking?” whispered Friend 1, stunned. “They went on stage wearing crotchless panties!”

Just then, Lisa walked over to the four friends. She flashed her typically sweet, innocent smile and said quietly but clearly: “Man, those two are wild, aren’t they? I’m glad they still gave us such nice panties. They picked these out especially for us.”

Friend 2 shook her head in disbelief. “I mean… they presented themselves like that on purpose. Their pussies were fully exposed the whole time.”

“The biggest sluts in the world,” Friend 3 muttered quietly, but with a slightly shocked laugh. “I thought Svenja was the good girl… and Sara even more so.”

Friend 4 stared at the two sisters, whose naked, glowing red asses and dripping pussies were visible to the whole club. “I can’t believe it. They really wanted it this way.”

Lisa paused briefly and shrugged apologetically. “I have to admit… Svenja also got me the shirts and your panties. I’m sorry, I wasn’t allowed to say anything beforehand.”

The four friends stared at Lisa speechlessly for a moment.

Then they burst into stunned, incredulous laughter. “Svenja planned all this?!” gasped Friend 1. “The sweet, innocent Svenja?” asked Friend 2, her eyes wide. Friend 3 shook her head, laughing. “I thought we knew her… but there’s such a dirty little slut hiding inside her? I never would have guessed.”

Friend 4 grinned widely. “And Sara, of course, jumps right in. Those two are truly incorrigible.”

The four women looked back at the stage, where Svenja and Sara were now in the cage, still completely dazed from **** and the arousal caused by the strongly vibrating eggs in their pussies. Lisa just smiled gently. “Well… sometimes you don’t know a person as well as you think you do.”

While Svenja and Sara were still standing on stage with their hands tied and vibrating eggs in their dripping pussies, Lisa stepped into the center and took the microphone.

“But now there’s one more very special request from the bride,” she announced with her sweetest smile. “And of course we can’t refuse her, because she is the bride, after all. We’re supposed to put on a really hot show here with the foam.”

Girlfriend 3 looked at Lisa in confusion. “And what’s Svenja doing?”

Lisa just smiled mysteriously and nodded toward the side of the stage.

At that very moment, he walked onto the stage.

Jerome.

A naked, muscle-bound hunk with jet-black, glossy skin. Every muscle was perfectly defined—the broad chest, the strong arms, the rock-hard six-pack. Hanging between his legs was a huge, thick black cock, already half-erect and swaying heavily; the thick glans was already glistening with anticipation.

The crowd erupted into loud cheers.

Friend 1, the skeptic of the group, stared wide-eyed and shook her head.

“Never… Svenja would never want that!” she whispered, stunned.

Lisa calmly took out her phone, tapped it briefly, and held it up to the four friends.

The first photo showed Svenja—naked, legs spread wide, Jerome behind her, his big black cock buried deep in her pussy. Her face was contorted with pleasure.

The second photo showed Sara—leaning forward, ass up, her pussy wide open and dripping, thick white cum running in long strands from her pussy and down her thigh, her swollen labia shiny and parted.

Lisa put the phone away again and said calmly:

“You can count yourself lucky you’re not in it. Svenja wants to really put Sara on display again today.”

At that very moment, the DJ announced loudly over the PA system:

“Ladies and gentlemen! A little wet water fight on stage and in the cage—with our hot babe, her sister, and the black stud! Get ready!”

The crowd roared with anticipation.

The DJ cranked up the music, the lights dimmed, and suddenly thick, white fountains of foam poured out of several nozzles across the stage. The water fight began.

Lisa and Friend 2 immediately grabbed Friend 1. Laughing, they pressed her against the edge of the stage and doused her with thick, warm foam. Their hands slid greedily over her body, lathering her tits, kneading them until they were foamy, and pulling on her hard nipples. Friend 1 laughed at first, but when four hands simultaneously lathered her breasts and ass, her laughter turned into a soft moan.

At the same time, Girlfriend 3 and Girlfriend 4 were lathering each other up. They stood close together, rubbing their soapy tits against each other, grabbing each other’s asses, and spreading the white foam everywhere. Their wet bodies glistened; the dirty sayings on their panties were now barely legible under a layer of foam.

But the real show was taking place in the cage.

The large metal cage lowered completely over Svenja and Sara. Both stood there with their hands tied behind their backs, their wet shirts pushed up over their hips, the vibrating eggs deep inside their pussies. They were completely overwhelmed, aroused, and helpless.

Jerome stepped into the cage.

Naked, muscular, with gleaming black skin and a huge, semi-erect black cock hanging heavily between his legs. He began slowly, almost playfully.

First, he positioned himself behind Svenja. His thick, warm cock brushed repeatedly against her glowing red ass, slid between her cheeks, pressed briefly against her tight asshole, and then slowly rubbed against her dripping pussy. Svenja trembled all over, moaned softly, and involuntarily pressed her ass against the massive cock.

Jerome went over to Sara. He ran his cock over her tits, flicking it lightly against her hard nipples, then turned her around and let the thick shaft slide between her ass cheeks. Sara bit her lip and tried not to moan too loudly.

Again and again he moved back and forth between the two sisters.

His heavy, hot cock brushed against their naked bodies, slapped lightly against their foamy tits, rubbed over their nipples, pressed itself between their ass cheeks, and slid again and again over their dripping, open pussies. He didn’t penetrate them—he was just teasing them, tormenting them with the proximity of that massive black shaft.

Svenja and Sara were completely overwhelmed. Tied up, with vibrating eggs in their pussies, the foam on their skin, the huge cock constantly stroking their most sensitive spots. Both were now moaning loudly and uncontrollably, pressing their asses against Jerome again and again, desperately trying to feel more of his cock.

Jan stood at the edge of the stage, watching and smiling contentedly.

The water fight was in full swing—and the two sisters were right in the middle of it, the main attraction.