Yes, yes, yesss. This was what she wanted. It was all making sense now, like puzzle pieces fitting perfectly. This feeling, it wasn't fear -- it was elation. Excitement. Thrilling joy, the bliss of being wanted, and subsequently taken. The firm bite on her ass as she wiggled into place, stinging her flesh and leaving a mark; a mark that showed she belonged to the twins. She wanted it that way.<br/><br/>Anathema kept playing a bit innocent as Chloe kept up her dirty-girl routine, teasing and taunting her. She liked it, the little warnings of what was to come. She loved Chloe's nice big dick, the way it felt in her mouth, and already she was leaning forward to kiss at it again. She would try not to gag. She wanted to please the twins.<br/><br/>Yet, more than anything else, she wanted the gift that was coming for her. When Ana felt the slick, pulsing tip of Molly's cock press firmly against her snug butt, she let out a small, genuine gasp. Not of shock, but of pleasure... the feeling of being so close to breach, the anticipation of deep anal fullness, it was exactly what she craved.<br/><br/>Ana pushed back almost immediately when she was commanded, whining softly as she wiggled her backside back and forth, back and forth, as if trying to corkscrew the big, moist rod up her ass. It did take a bit of squirming, but she finally won -- her anus slowly spread apart, stretching, expanding enough to accept the throbbing meatstick that was now inside her. A lustful squeal erupted from her once it was in, and she only pushed back harder. She wanted it deeper. She wanted more.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>