A moment's thought flashed before Ana's eyes, the hazy ochre orbs tracing the trajectories of each position, gauging the plausibility of the entire scenario and deeming it possible, if acrobatically challenging. While Ana was pliable she wasn't specifically flexible, so it may take a little bit of work to get the rhythm just right. Still....<br/><br/>A sudden, visible shift entered the white-haired girl's train of thought. She was going to get to fuck Chloe? That seemed... unusual, almost like a trap. She had never imagined that the more dominant twin would let herself be breached in such a way, certainly not by Anathema. Still, even if it was a trap, it was a trap worth falling into, and she had to concern herself with one thing at a time.<br/><br/>Hesitant, the tall girl moved forward, careful not to make too much noise with her heavier footfalls or generally clumsier movement. She pulled herself up onto the bed and leaned over Molly's pulsating erection, letting a long trail of saliva fall from her lips onto the throbbing crown. A glance down, then a glance back up at Chloe, and the pale girl wordlessly mounted Molly in a cowgirl position, inhaling. Her asshole was still a little tender from the delicious abuse it had endured last night, but not too much so, and there was a soft squelching sound as Ana sunk herself down, feeling that thick, urgent cock popping past her anal ring and deep into her asshole. "Hhnnngh...."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>