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“Mmph!” she grunted as her pussy swallowed the second, larger bead, Becca’s come on it helping lubricate its entry.

“Mmmmmmpppphhhh!” she grunted as Becca brutally pushed the last bit in, that last large, bulbous nodule that frightened so many women.

Becca immediately started sucking on Krissy’s clit, swiping her tongue across it, and the explosions started right away.

Krissy had to forget about eating Becca out. It was impossible. She had no choice but to selfishly succumb to bombardment of pleasure shattering her being.

“Beccaaaaaa! Holy god, BECCAAAAAAA!”

After that, it was nothing but screams and shouts and noises which made no sense at all.

***

When she finally opened her eyes again, the first thing the gasping Krissy did was locate her bedroom clock. It told her she only had fifteen minutes until she needed to get on Zoom and lead an afternoon meeting with her staff of financial analysts.

Rolling off Becca, her pussy still stuffed with her favorite toy, she spread her legs and squeezed out that monster dildo. She was an expert at it by now, her pussy knowing what to do almost by muscle memory. Once it was out, she lay there catching her breath. She ran her tongue over her lips, still tasting Becca on them. Despite the intensity of the orgasm she just experienced, her clit twitched at the flavor of her girlfriend’s nectar. Unfortunately, however many more orgasms there were in store for her today, they would have to wait.

“Baby, I’m sorry,” she said softly, “I have a meeting to get ready for.”

Next to her, also breathing hard, Becca said, “No worries, sweetie. I know you’re busy. Thanks for our bit of fun, though. I needed that.”

They were lying head to toe. Krissy turned her face to her right and kissed Becca’s ankle.

“Will you stay until I’m done?” she asked. “You can take a nap or go watch TV or whatever.”

“Of course I’ll stay,” Becca answered. “Go get ready for your meeting.”

Reluctantly, Krissy motivated herself to get up and off the bed. As she was bending to pick up the glistening dildo, Becca said, “Leave it, sweetie. I’ll clean it.”

Krissy blew her a kiss.

Her first stop was the bathroom. She cleaned between her legs with a feminine wipe. It was a stopgap measure. She knew her core was going to keep her wet for quite a while yet. Her orgasm had been massive and her passage was still flooded. With this in mind, she exited the bathroom and pulled clean cotton briefs out of her top dresser drawer and then put on pajama pants over them. Below the waist, that was fine. Above the waist, however, she needed to be more presentable. She’d be on camera during the meeting, after all. Not wanting to bother with a bra, she found a business-suitable crew neck sweater to put on that would hide the fact that her girls were going commando.

With just a few minutes left, she checked her hair and face in the full-length mirror.

Shit!

Her mouth and chin were still shiny with Becca. In the bathroom once more, she dampened a washcloth and wiped her face clean. She applied some lipstick, pulled her hair into a ponytail and started to leave the bedroom.

At the door, she turned and addressed the tall goddess lying nude on her mattress.

“We’re staying at your place tonight,” she said.

The tall goddess propped herself up on one elbow.

“Is that so?” she asked. “And why is that?”

Krissy smirked.

“Did you happen to bring your double-sided dildo with you today?”

Becca cocked an eyebrow.

“I did not,” she answered.

Krissy blew her another kiss.

“Then we’re staying at your place tonight.”