"It's really not bad," Miranda mumbled, still rising up and down on John's dick, but she had three fingers on her clit and was frigging herself. It had happened just like I knew it would - I'd stretched her out. I'd moulded her cunt to the Hog, and even though she'd likely be bouncing back quickly, that long with my dick in her left her feeling just a little loose on a dick like Johns - average at best.

Nicole was still stroking me, and now she took her hand away and scooped between her crotch, filling her fingers with our mixed juices and then bringing it back to my...