All Doxi could truly recall was the biggest orgasm of her life, the orgy above being channeled through her and the other two women, constantly cumming as she fucked the woman, then a reprieve and now she felt like jello with a massive case of whiskey dick.  Seriously, she could stick a wand of shocking hands to it and the thing probably wouldn't even<em>twitch</em>.  Wasn't until the gun was in her hand - and it's living, breathing life-force went through her, heightening her own energy and sensation - that she finally lifted her head off of Note's breasts.<br/><br/>"Uh... Domina..." she said, first word to come to mind, before plopping her face into Note's tits and letting her cock vanish, though her pussy seemed to still be leaking, and continued to speak through a mouthful of tit "Thank you... both... can someone drag the two of us upstairs to watch the conclusion of the orgy?  I'm gonna use Note as a body pillow now... bigger boobies please?"<br/><br/>She was, perhaps, a tad out of it, but aware enough to be coherent and express what she wanted to see... which was an orgy.