He remembers something about some sort of a gun

You think back a few hours. You seem to recall that something was different about Roberta. But you can't quite put your finger on it.

"Damned if I know." - you answer.

"Oh, you lovebirds again." - Aaron walks, with his usual resting asshole face, - "At least you took a shower".

"Ha. As if you were doing anything good" - Roberta answers. You notice that there is something in her hand, something resembling a toy water pistol, - "You were probably just sleeping with some nympho redhead slut, mooching off her cash"

"I was looking for work! Honest!" - Aaron angrily pushes through Roberta, swatting her hand aside. Suddenly you hear a loud clack, then a zap, and then the whole world goes blank for a moment.

"So what if I was having fun? I pay my fair share. Model work isn't easy you know."

In front of you was no longer Aaron, but rather Abril. A pale skinned petite girl with fiery red died hair. In her eyes burned a fiery passion and lust, as she looked down both you and Roberta up and down. An immigrant from Spain she had moved in but a couple years back so that she could work in the US.

"Maybe you are just jealous. You want those long legs around your head don't you. You know I'm always up for it."

Before you nor Roberta could even answer, she started taking off her dress, barely anything but a bra and panties under it. You remember that your relationship between Roberta and you is a bit more open, primarily thanks to Abril - you both had your fair share of experience with her. For someone like Abril a close monogamous relationship seemed even absurd - everyone was to be enjoyed for the nymphomaniac. Exposing her perked nipples from under a white bra she beckoned you both forward.

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

Roberta seems to have taken the message well. Barely moment later both women were sitting naked on the stairs, the firewoman furiously eating out of the redhead's pussy, as juices flowed down and around her mouth. Above her Abril moaned without a hint of shame, crying in ecstacy as her eyes closed.

Luckily for you, you didn't need to wait long. As the two women dragged themselves to the couch and Roberta pumped Abril with her fingers, she stopped and gave you some room. Without hesitation Abril took your underwear off and dragged you to the coach. A short while later you were panting as her hot wet mouth closed around the tip of your shaft and her tongue quickly danced inside.

Not long after she pushed you down fully on the couch and climbed on top of your chest. In a smooth motion she flipped herself, butt first towards you and impaled herself on your shaft. Screaming cries of pleasure and yelling you to fuck her hard, her small but well endowed body rode you, each jump feeling like a cowgirl bouncing atop a sprinting horse. You furiously came inside her - Abril has been on the pill so long, she probably would consider it unusual to not be on it. Warm fire filled up her snatch and wrapped around your cock as you breathed steam trough your mouth.

A few minutes later you were back at it with Roberta, her energy reinvigorated by the redhead's passion. As she knelled on the bed you furiously drove into her doggie style as her ecstacy exploded for the second time today, you fingers driving into her firm butt as it shook from pleasure.

Meanwhile in the corner on the coutch sat Abril, two fingers casually moving in and out of her dripping wet snatch as her other hand tightly squizzed her boob. The redhead gave one last shriek of pleasure as she orgasmed for the third time in the last hour, and god knows which time this day.

Slowly breathing with a smile on her face, you noticed that Abril now in her hands held that same mysterious gun that Roberta had in hers previously, a mischievous smile on her face.