9: Cow Tits (18++)

9: Cow Tits (18++)

Two cloaked figures approached Beatrice who was still on the altar, unable to control her lust.

The shorter figure removed the hood that covered her face, revealing a youthful girl with blue twin ponytails, about twenty years old. Unlike the others, this girl, it seemed, went out of her way to adjust her robes to be form-fitting. In several places, she accomplished this by strapping and tightening old leather belts around the baggy cloth, such as around her torso and arms. If her goal was to show off her petite figure, she accomplished that.

The taller figure next to the twin-tailed girl also removed her hood, revealing a beautiful woman with long blonde wavy hair. She had strong features and sharp eyes.

A bodyguard? Beatrice wondered, judging by the blonde’s stern expression.

They stopped just a few feet from the stone altar. The short girl hopped behind the blonde and grabbed hold of the blonde’s prominent breasts, fondling them through the robes.

“Priscilla!” Victoria screamed and looked back at the twin-tailed girl. The blonde seemed shocked and ashamed but did nothing to stop the little pervert.

“Masturbation and a half-decent blowjob won’t cut it when you have girls like us,” Priscilla said while looking Beatrice straight in the eyes. “Wouldn’t you rather fuck one of us? Or both of us?”

“Priscilla—Ah!” Victoria exclaimed, blushing and deeply embarrassed about the degrading ways her friend spoke about them both. “How can you say such things?”

“How can I?” Priscilla asked and sunk her hand into Victoria’s robes, digging deeper and lower, past the blonde’s abdomen, until she reached her target between Victoria’s thighs. “You’re the one who’s not being honest here!”

“Ahn!” Victoria moaned and clenched her fists, trying to control herself under the assault of Priscilla’s skilled fingers. “You’ve never gotten this wet, this fast with me! Could it be… Is it because of the Savior? Is it because of her looks? Or because the size of her cow tits rivals yours?”

“Cow tits”? Beatrice thought and massaged her breasts. Sure, they’re big, double Ds most likely. But they’re not saggy in the slightest!

“D-don’t say—hn—such things!” Victoria whimpered in a way that Beatrice would never have expected when she first saw her.

Priscilla kept her attack on her friend’s weak spot with one hand while undressing her with the other. Without wasted movements, without relenting her assault even for a second. It was clear to Beatrice that the twin-tailed girl had done this many times before.

As soon, as the blonde’s ample right breast dropped into the open, Priscilla pinched the exposed nipple.

“Hyah!” Victoria screamed while Priscilla continued undressing her. Victoria’s entire upper torso was now on full display and Beatrice was able to appreciate Priscilla’s frustration. Victoria’s breasts were massive and with no bra to support them, gave in to gravity.

“This really pisses me off!” Priscilla growled while sliding the remaining robes down Victoria’s legs. “I can tolerate you being blessed with these watermelons. They’re two of the reasons I like you, but I absolutely hate how you go into heat the moment you see another set like yours!”

“That’s not true!” Victoria cried.

“Who are you trying to fool!?” Priscilla yelled and plunged two fingers deep between Victoria’s swollen pussy lips.

“Ooooh!” Victoria moaned and arched her back while Priscilla stood behind and fingered her.

“At least your lower lips don’t lie,” Pricilla said with a wide grin and kept finger fucking the blonde. “Don’t think I didn’t see the way you rubbed your thighs under your robes! The way you squirmed when you saw our Savior’s big perky tits! The way you licked off every last drop from your hands, I saw it all! I’m always watching you!”

Victoria just stood there with her eyes closed and let Priscilla have her way with her, moaning all the way while Priscilla berated her. Just as Victoria got used to Priscilla’s unrelenting rhythm, Priscilla pulled her fingers out of Victoria’s drenching pussy and raised them up close to the blonde’s face.

“See how wet you are?” Priscilla asked as she held her fingers—glistening with Victoria’s pussy juice—close to Victoria’s lips.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Aaah,” Victoria opened her mouth and took Priscilla’s fingers inside, sucking on them, licking off her own juices with her tongue.

“Good girl,” Priscilla said softly and smiled.

Priscilla stood up on her toes, reaching to Victoria with her wet tongue, salivating for a kiss. Victoria turned around and gladly accepted Priscilla’s tongue inside her mouth. They embraced in a passionate kiss.