<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Dorms<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Tavah<br/><hr/><br/>Arms drew around him before Kashana had even caught her breath. It was counterproductive to squeeze him to her chest while fighting to breathe, but, she wanted both things at once. And there was Lakashtari climbing onto his back, pooling her breasts into the muscle of his shoulders through a thin veneer of uniform shirt. The sisters were cuddlers. Together they dragged him down into a crowded bed made for one. Five minutes, fifteen minutes, three hours, time was immaterial. Lakashtari's toned leg tangled up in his tail and tucked it neatly into their three body knot, heaving, glistening, hot like a well used machine.<br/><br/>Kashana's toes started to uncurl. Then with a hypnic jerk, she reset to full tension. The knot still inside her elicited a honeyed, slavering pant. A lot had to happen to hold twelve inches up her ass, and her body was not at all ready to relax. Both small teen asshole and colon were forced to dilate around his lingering girth. The transverse folds that could bring her to her knees over a little pressure were crushed uselessly against her walls, urgently tickling her brain with<em>this is too much, it's too big, emergency. </em>"Mm, ah," she pant instead of answering whether she was alright. She squirmed, teased, begging.<br/>Lakashtari was not worried. "Yes I'm fine, thanks. She's having a<em>very </em>good time."<br/><br/>They both were quiet for a minute.<br/>In shared mental space Kash and Kash sat at the same tea table in an imagined white room. Lakashtari groomed her disheveled sister.<br/><em>I ache all over, did a minotaur hit me again? </em><br/><em>Nope. Tavah just bummed you senseless </em><br/>The tension in her limbs started to relieve. Her worried brow relaxed. Toes uncurled and dragged languorously down Tavah's legs. She exhaled.<br/><em>I didn't embarrass myself, right? </em><br/><em>Don't worry, it was totally hot </em><br/><br/>Kashana stirred. She pressed Tavah's shoulders to roll him onto his back- and that was quite a feat, but she had Lakashtari beneath him providing leverage. Now she was atop, her turquoise hair hanging, the knot solidly inside her. From ribs to tailbone she undulated slowly like an ocean wave. If she were going to endure the knot being relentlessly teased, then she would tease him. Too sensitive to bear stimulation? Nonsense. Kashana smiled at him with the corners of her mouth and swiveled. Squeezed, then released. The effort made her grunt. She squeezed, rippled down like a shiver, released. Squeezed, wagged an imaginary tail, released. Yes, he had better be ready for Lakashtari in five minutes, because this was not going to stop until he was.<br/><br/>Did he have nipples under that white fur? Lakashtari tested with her wet fingers. When she found a likely nub, she circled around and around until the dainty digit ran dry, then wet it again. "You don't have to worry about us. Mountain temple monks are trained to endure punishment. The mind will overcome." The fingers of her other hand found his navel. "That's called discipline." Teeth nipped at the nape of his neck.