They came to the door…selling something? Anna couldn’t remember right now. Every time she tried to focus, her attention wound up wandering to the way that the brunette woman kept flicking her tongue back and forth over Anna’s clit, or the way that the blonde woman kept squeezing and fondling Anna’s heavy tits. It was so hard to concentrate when she felt this good, but something about the situation kept nagging at her. The girls were here to, they said they were…
Was it something religious? They certainly didn’t seem to be acting like any Jehovah’s Witnesses that Anna had ever heard of, but maybe that was just because nobody ever let them in. Maybe it was normal for one of them to get behind you and whisper in your ear, distracting you from their words with soft caresses on your breasts and distracting you from their caresses with the way their partner’s hands worked away at your fly until your jeans slid to the floor, and distracting you from the things they were doing to your body with soft, cooing promises of endless pleasure if you only, only…
Anna moaned, her thoughts scattering away completely for a moment as the brunette spiked her tongue deep into Anna’s cunt. They didn’t all come back, leaving her once again confused and bewildered by the girls’ motivations. They were here for a purpose, Anna remembered that, but…were they collecting for something? Gathering petitions? They needed Anna’s attention, they needed something specific from her, but she couldn’t think of what it was. She couldn’t think. She, she couldn’t…
Anna came again. She couldn’t stop coming. The two women just kept fucking her, kept finding all the ways she could feel pleasure and drawing it out of her until her eyes stared vacantly into nothing and her body convulsed mindlessly in bliss. Her mind struggled to remember, but she couldn’t remember what she was remembering anymore and it became easier and easier to let go of her thoughts and simply drift. Just like they told her to. Just like they wanted.
“She’s ready for pickup now,” the blonde said into her cell phone. Anna didn’t really notice.
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