Stumbling back, Lily swallowed hard, stunned by the intensity of what she had just felt. "What...what WAS that?" she marvelled. Trying to be careful, Lily attempted to remove her underwear without ripping them to pieces.
It was a wasted effort. They were barely holding on as it was. They ripped like paper. Huffing, she tossed the shreds away and stepped back, trying to get a better look down there. With a shaking hand, Lily touched the nub again. "Oooo!" she groaned. It was sooo good! She backed up onto her too small bed and spread her legs instinctively.
Lily quickly learned that rubbing it felt a zillion times better then just touching it. "Nnngh! Oooh! Aaah!" she gasped. Her other hand moved toward her boobies, squeezing one. "Oh wow, that feels good too!" She soon lost herself in self pleasuring. Pussy juice ran down her pussy, dripping onto the bed. She had the vaguest thought that maybe she had peed herself, but it was overpowered by her desire.
It was so good that she didn't hear her mother's knocking or her calling. What did stop her was when the door swung open and Maggie, wrapped in a towel, gasped at the sight of her newly massive daughter pleasuring herself. "Lily! What are you doing?!" she asked, even though it was fairly obvious.
Panting, Lily slowed down. "It feels good, Mommy," she replied. "It feels REAL good." Maggie swallowed. Ever since she first saw her humungous breasts, Maggie had been feeling extremely horny. This was due to her newfound nymphomania. While she was very horny, she did have self control...though it was being eroded by the sight of Lily still masturbating. She didn't know she should stop. Hell, Lily didn't even know what she was doing. All she knew was that it felt wonderful.
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Mary grunted as she came again, this time in Tristan's tight pussy. Her grunt was muffled by Tasha's own snatch which she had been slurping on. Mary's head spun and she felt really tired. Not painfully tired like when she was with Rachel...she had just run dry on endurance.
Wriggling a little, Tasha noticed that the tongue action had ceased. Climbing off Mary she gasped and covered her face. "Oh no! I suffocated her with my bubble butt!" she whispered hoarsely, having moaned her throat into a scratchy state.
Tristan slumped off Mary. "No, she's okay," she replied, equally raspy. "Her chest is moving, see? She's breathing. I think...I think we made her pass out." Tristan giggled weakly. "That's so cool. She never passes out during sex, it's always me." Tasha giggled as well.
Finding that getting up was out of the question, Tasha sighed. "I can barely move," she mumbled, her adreline running dry. "Mmm hmm," Tristan replied, her eyes drooping. "Guess...guess I'll just...sleep here tonight," Tasha went on, closing her eyes. "Mmm hmm."
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