“Huh...” Julia considered. “I’ve never known her to be so squeamish.”
“That was pretty intense though.” Henry replied. “How do you think they’ll deal with that? Like... They have to share one body for who knows how long... Maybe for the rest of their lives?”
“Do you think they had families?” Julia asked. “Like... A husband or wife?”
“I don’t know, but sex is gonna be really weird...” Henry shrugged. “I wonder who’s house they’ll move into...”
“You perv.” Julia laughed. “I was thinking about their families, not their sex life... Granted, that would be really weird...”
While they discussed the incident, Kara was busy fingering both pussies. She didn’t even make to her bed before she was overcome with lust. At least she made it out of the living room and managed to close her bedroom door before breaking down.
It felt incredible. Both slits were electrified by two fingers sliding along either clit. She did her best to keep quiet, but couldn’t help the occasional squeak and moan. She hoped that the television was loud enough to mask it, but any thoughts of modesty were quickly fading.
Her chest throbbed and both nipples hardened. She could hardly think clearly as she tore off her top, freeing her unnaturally tender glands from the fabric prison. The exposed flesh was treated to a massage from one free hand while her other dug back into her panties.
She continued to stroke and tease both drooling cunts until her body was wracked with pleasure. She barely stiffed her cries as the twin slits puckered and flexed, begging to be penetrated while oozing creamy fluids. She continued to twist and squirm for several minutes while the doubled sensations rattled her to the core.
Like all good things, this insane session did come to and end. She was breathless on the floor; topless and wet with sweat and cum. Her panties had been soaked through, leaving damp spots along the front and back of her skirt. With a groan, she picked herself up from the floor and began to strip, using the dry parts of her skirt to wipe off...