Anger burned in the spirit possessing the schoolgirl. Chris pushed her back. And now, as a girl, Chris had her chance to fuck the lesbian futanari. She hoped the folded piece of rice paper, covered in Japanese writing, would be more effective than the wand. We shared fluids. I couldn’t go there tonight. Slime glistened on her body, smeared by the undulating, purple tentacles. The friction raced through her body, her back arching as she savored being inside her friend’s cunt. I reached the path that branched off to the shrine. She rubbed it up and down with one hand. Damn! She didn’t want this to stop. Don’t you just want to ram that big, thick girl-cock of yours into my cunt? I clutched him, shaking. First the girls made love to each other while he watched and then to him. I love it, Chris!”
“Oh, yes, I looo—” As Chris said love, her mouth opened wide for the O sound, an invisible cock rammed in.