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|·._.·´¯ ✨ Escape Room of Kink, Like Totally!✨ ¯`·._.·| (IC)

In Cordelia's mind, humiliation and pleasure was fighting with common sense shaking its head from the sidelines. She felt her strenght and will spent and weak from her orgasm, but as the pole was again turning under her, she could not resttoo long. Waddling forward in an increasingly dexterous manner - she was still herself, and could not stop holding her head high and acting like a princess - Cordelia was soon realising that her arousal wasn't diminishing that much, encouraged by the bumps.

Bumping into someone didn't helped either, as her hands encountered slick skintight latex with curves like hers, and she wasn't able to go forward and finish this round... "Having fun, A...lex, or is it Sam?" Cordelia started asking and followed up in time with their pretend names sheepishly. She was still breathing a little harder and almost purring, her hands - and throbbing arousal - finding the slickness on the other girl's bodyfun to play with, not even realising that she was oiling up her own hands with the stroking and groping.

And was those squishy bumps the ectoplasts?
 
Abbey was chewing on her lower lip and moaning almost all the time as she slowly moved forward on the bar, the Ectoplasts pleasuring her all the way, fondling her rubber covered breast lewdly, toying with her rock hard nipples through the thin tight rubber suit, hot dogging her ass continuously and, all the while, covering her rubber encased form with plenty of aphrodisiac semen, which was incredibly arousing. Abbey would have to stop several times, holding on for dear life on the upper bar, as her body quivered with pleasure. They were not orgasms, but definitely the closest thing you can get to an orgasm without actually having an orgasm.

Eventually, she would end up bumping into her sister. "It's Sam...." she answered breathlessly. Abbey would let out a deep moan as she felt her sisters rubber gloved hands begin to roam over her rubber covered body, the semen covering the rubber suit acting like a sensual lubricant, making everything feel slippery. "Sam... *moan*... no... *gasp*... don't touch there..." she pleaded sheepishly... She was already being molested by the Ectoplast, so having her sister caress her might be too much... And this was made worse by the fact that, somewhere in the back of her hypnotized mind, Cordelia was viewed as 'Sam', so there was something incredibly sexy about having 'Sam' play with her like that.
 
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