Chest to chest, their breasts large enough to actually keep a little space between their abs unless they worked to close it, Taki and Ivy plunged hands beneath the surface of the bath.
The exercise was simple: Get the other fighter off before she was able to get you off. Even if you lost, you won.
The exercise was simple: Get the other fighter off before she was able to get you off. Even if you lost, you won.
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The morning found her finally, blissfully, asleep.
It was hard, it was close, and it ended with Anesthesia on top of Makoto, delivering a double dose of rectal stimulation until she creamed herself on the mat.
The crowd loved every second of it!
Leaning her head back against his chest, she let out a sigh while he kissed the top of her head.
And she should know.
She'd sampled just about every size, shape and style the tribe had to offer that night. Most more than once!
A few days of the girls watching them being gleefully fucked in all corners of the ship had made most of their case for them after all.