“Yeah, sure, I guess you can come over. No, we’re cool.” Baron agreed once he remembered Jenny #1 wouldn’t be able to see Jenny #2.
It was dark in Baron’s pants with only the glow of her halo to keep her company other than the cock going through her. That was her life now, it seemed. From devoted 24/7 protector to devoted 24/7 cock cozy. “At least it can’t get worse than this,” she gargled in Enochian against the engorged flesh going through her throat.
“Light, finally.” She was bracing herself for the warmth of piss flowing through the skewing rod, but her eyes adjusted to something other than a toilet. It was a girl’s behind bent over the couch. “Oh no.”
“Oh yes, fuck my ass, Baron. I missed your cock so much.”
“It might feel a little different. I’m wearing a special cock ring.”
Claustrophobia set in as the puckered pink asshole got closer and closer. Jenny’s rectum was so tight, even the light of her halo couldn’t pierce the darkness. The angel used to the clear blue skies of heaven would have to get used to this new habitat where she was doomed to spend most of her nights.
“Oh my god. This feels amazing,” Jenny #1 said.
“I know, right.” Baron was considering demoting her to Jenny #2.
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