Maya experienced another orgasm in what seemed to be under a minute after her husband plunged his red tongue-penis into her. When the vibrations kicked in, Maya couldn't hardly form words, let alone thought out sentences. "Oh, Anna," she moaned against the woman's cleavage; she couldn't even drink the milk of her sister anymore, as she was more liable to bite the woman's nipple off. For a moment she was content to sit there and accept her fucking, but now she thrashed against the couch, against Anna and the bug. "Oh god, oh god," she murmured against the creamy skin of her lover.