Tri-st update

For a moment, you’re the meat in their sandwich, the two of them lying on either side of you and kissing above your chest. Something that sends a dagger of heat through your cock, even though you just came.

Betsy pulls back from Karen and smirks right into her freshly kissed lips. “He’s going to be stiff again when we get him stiff again. And when we do, he’s going to show us how grateful he is with his standing ovation. Isn’t that right, Cat?”

Felicia has her hand on one end of the double-headed dildo, and she holds the other out to Betsy. She and the Asian sit on their sweetly rounded asses, facing each other with their legs open. They’re close and Felicia leans forward, contorting herself like a yoga instructor to bring her face to Betsy’s and lick it sensuously. You realize Betsy has kissed Karen, has both your cum and Felicia’s cream on her lips—maybe that’s why Felicia moans so wantonly as she sucks at her juicy lips.

Betsy fits her end of the dildo to her pussy lips, letting its tip settle inside her, in the tightness your own flaccid cock is throbbing to own. Felicia does the same, gasping as she notches the other side of the dildo inside herself. She’s keyed up, especially sensitive, and would be so obvious a joy to fuck that you feel like you’re burning up with how hot the thought’s getting you.

Now the thick shaft of the dildo connects them like a bridge—when they snuggle closer to each other, they’re impaling themselves on the dildo, while pushing it into each other as well. You pet Karen’s luscious body to assuage your lust, her cooing as she feels your hands tracing her curves. The feel of her is almost enough to draw your eye from Betsy and Felicia, but the two of them together is simply irresistible. Maybe if they weren’t fucking each other, if they were just naked, you would look when Karen kisses your cheek and sucks at your ear. She mewls your name with a pout you can imagine, but she realizes there’s no looking away from what Felicia and Betsy are doing.

The two beauties lie down next to each other, like some funhouse mirror reflection—both with perfect bodies, though there’s no mistaking Betsy’s svelte chest for Felicia’s enormous breasts, or Betsy’s juicy ass for Felicia’s small, tight one. Yet as different as they are, there can’t be any preference for one over the other. They’re both simply the ultimate in female beauty.

They can’t resist each other any more than you can. They take hold of each other’s hips and pull, each dragging the other’s ass closer to herself. They moan, the sound getting louder and louder as they penetrate each other.

Arousal surges through your body at the sight of it. It’s so damn kinky, even slutty, in the best possible way. Your erection is growing again. You want to jerk off—you even think of taking Karen’s hand and moving it to your groin to do the job for you—but you want even more to prolong things, to watch this for as long as possible, and still have a load of cum ready for one of those wet cunts at the end. You’d hate for either of them to develop a preference for dildos over a perfectly good cock.

“Hunh! Hha! Ohhhh…” Felicia sighs, her pleasured voice off-kilter as she pulls harder on Betsy’s body, to masturbate herself more on the dildo protruding from her lover’s cunt.

Their bodies clasp together, legs completely intertwining. Their two gorgeous asses meet, like each is one half pressed up to that funhouse mirror that distorts one perfection into another. Between their spread legs, you see the dildo running from one warm pussy to the other.

As beautiful as they both are, one’s a master ninja and the other is merely a skilled thief. Betsy rolls on top of Felicia, the cat burglar giving in wordlessly to the other’s dominance, spreading her legs as wide as her white hair is splayed around her head. With a grunt, Betsy pumps her hips downward, bouncing her supple ass like a tribal dance and ramming the dildo into Felicia as much as she’s fucking herself on it.

You can tell every thrust slides the dildo between their two willing bodies. Like a slave desperate to please her master, Felicia throws her body up to Betsy’s, and the two seductresses quickly find a natural rhythm, their squeals of pleasure accompanying a beautiful ballet of motion so erotic it’s like it’s being performed solely for your eyes.