Something Amiss (For Floozer)
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The accused "giggles" stifles her laughs to utter a quick "Duty calls. I'm gonna go pray," before creeping a few steps back and putting her hand on the wall in a totally half assed and unconvincing pretend prayer.
"Oh come on... I mean... if I have to." Ocho mutters, drawing hesitantly closer to put a hand on the head of her shaft. "So uh. Sit down."
"Oh come on... I mean... if I have to." Ocho mutters, drawing hesitantly closer to put a hand on the head of her shaft. "So uh. Sit down."
"Fiiiine." She sighs, lumbering slowly back over to plop down cross legged at her feet. "You know—Ocho, right?—If you really wanted to get this done quickly, we could throw her back in with the fiends." She coos, tone clearly facetious as she slips in a quick grope of Jasmine's balls.
He raises a brow at her, his dainty hand cupping the head of her massive member. "Why are you so giddy? You didn't actually cum from the things, did you?"
She doesn't rush to give an answer, rubbing Jasmine's sack with a strange, almost loving look in her eyes.
He raises a brow at her, his dainty hand cupping the head of her massive member. "Why are you so giddy? You didn't actually cum from the things, did you?"
She doesn't rush to give an answer, rubbing Jasmine's sack with a strange, almost loving look in her eyes.
Yet against all odds, Blanche's fogged expression doesn't suffer a twinge of shame at the reveal. She still massages the hand-filling orbs with fervor, even bringing a curious tongue out to lick the shaft, while Ocho watches in slight concern.
"No but... you're sure they didn't leave some lasting effect on you? You're looking pretty wild eyed. Is she normally like this?" He asks, his own soft hands stroking her full length in absent concern.
"No but... you're sure they didn't leave some lasting effect on you? You're looking pretty wild eyed. Is she normally like this?" He asks, his own soft hands stroking her full length in absent concern.
She flinches, faintly, before her widened eyes narrow in lust and she starts earnestly licking the crack of space between her balls. Ocho stumbles with the movement, tightening his grip on her pole and brushing his fingers over the tip.
"What're you... oh... Come on, don't be heinous about it." He pleads.
"What're you... oh... Come on, don't be heinous about it." He pleads.
Blanche's tonguework relocated to the bottom of the nearest ball, gliding from one side to the next, and slathering the full orbs with her warm saliva. Though there was no hope of fitting either in her mouth, both of Jasmine's nuts were receiving ample attention and then some as she eagerly lapped at them. Ocho's soft hands were a joy as well, working the pulsing heat of her cock as his fluffy arms tickled the flat of the shaft. "Let's just get this over with then." He said, blushing a bit as he started pumping the length faster.
Blanche may be all tongue and no hands, but it only spurs her to lick more thoroughly at the set of orbs her face is now buried in. She breathes deeply through her nose, shivering each time. Strangely, Jasmine gets the sense that Blanche's tongue is longer than it was before, and the texture seems a bit... bumpy. She can't see with her balls covering the view, but the wet, squishy appendage is still amazingly soft, wrapping around the underside with still room to spare. Ocho's hands stroke her at a brisk pace, and even he can't help bringing his tongue in for a taste, dragging it across the side of the shaft as his hands go to town.
"Oh yes! So much tongue! " She cries, rocking her hips gently as her pleasure builds higher and higher "gonna.... gonna... cuuuuuum!" with a final moan of bliss she goes over the edge, blasting large deluges of cum into the bucket hard enough to nearly knock it over as her balls tense again and again, pumping her massive load out.
Blanche's tongue ripples and squeezes her sack through her orgasm, coaxing every last drop of cum she can out of it. Ocho's stroking of her prick doesn't let up as he drags the second bucket over with his feet, filling that one a fair amount as well, though in the movement she can feel the slight bulge in his robes poking her leg. Neither let up until the burning bliss of Jasmine's climax finally starts to wane, and Blanche's tongue returns to her mouth, bumping the orb with her button nose a few times by accident.
Blanche moans into the crease of her balls, and the reason why she wasn't using her hands becomes very clear as she fingers herself to climax. Ocho watches awkwardly as she also cums into her own hand, slowing down with the handjob and stepping back. "For you, I'm sure." He plainly says, crossing his legs to hide the tent in his clothes.
Ocho's expression is a blank slate again, until out peeks a slight smile to compliment his rosy cheeks. "I... can't. I'm sworn to constancy with the... the queen." He tenses a bit with a twinge of shame, although at least the thought of real sex with her seems to intrigue him.
Blanche, meanwhile, finally comes up for air. "That was pretty fun." She casually chimes, letting her palm full of femcum drip into the bucket with a doofy smile on her face.
Blanche, meanwhile, finally comes up for air. "That was pretty fun." She casually chimes, letting her palm full of femcum drip into the bucket with a doofy smile on her face.
"Should be, y-yeah. They're pretty efficient." Ocho stutters, nervously gathering up the buckets and setting them at the mouth of the feeding slot. The fiends, already hungrily eyeing them all, crowd in further to lap at the creamy liquid. They're almost dainty as they do it, probably for fear of knocking the bucket over, while Blanche watches placidly.
"Take them or leave them. Nothing special." She cheekily shrugs in response to Jasmine, licking the slick femcum off her fingers all the while.
"Take them or leave them. Nothing special." She cheekily shrugs in response to Jasmine, licking the slick femcum off her fingers all the while.
Ocho's gaze shifts to one of thought. "I can. Blanche, ladies first? We're headed right down the tunnel." He suggests, prompting her to stand and take a slight lead. He flashes a subtle look at Jasmine, mouthing something in secret that she can't make out.