<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/>Kashana had the confidence of a pirate queen right up until Tavah began to lift her. Now her gymnast thighs shivered in the prongs of his arms, and she needed him to do this work. So she hadn't actually felt all there was to feel, being emptied of a foot-long cock after so long accustomed to it was a new kind of overwhelming. What was pulled from her left her shrinking tight and aching in a tight sliver like a fuse burning down, and even the tip felt ten times fatter than it truly was. She hit the bed with a freed jiggle and bowed her useless knees together in a pyramid, done. Finished. No more. But, she had this sister...<br/><br/>Lakashtari was fully charged. Thin waves of light rolled from her temple as she pressed her brow to Tavah's. A surging hormonal mind was a wellspring of psychic energy, and it poured off her like a goddess as she spoke into his mind, not in anything as slow as words, but in feelings, urges, concepts. She had become obsessed with the idea of taking his knot down her throat and being trapped there, and filled his mind with her filthy little thoughts, some completely unhinged from reality. She had a cloth in her hand as their skulls touched, and she was wiping down Tavah's cock until it felt smoothly polished. Straight from Kashana's ass was too much to ask of even these permissive sisterly bonds.<br/><br/>Without words she shared with Tavah her niggling need to be taken somewhere dangerous, lose control, have her senses dominated. Her night would not be complete without it. Maybe these urges signed with Lakashtari's mental wavelength were meant to stroke his ego, but they were not anything as wheedling as insincere begging. There was no faking her naked, honest desires.<br/><br/>"But you're still good to go, right?" Lakashtari asked. Mental contact broke as she bounced back, willingly lost her balance and dropped supine on the bedsheets.<br/>"It's a little more intense than I think you realize, Kash. He's really big and your eyes water if you swallow a jellybean."<br/>Lakashtari scoot on her elbows to the very edge of the bed, and hung her head over so Tavah could stand over her. Whether that was most comfortable for him was immaterial- that was how it looked in her fantasy. "That's different." Her turquoise hair fanned in her hands and spilled clear down the edge, all the way to the shared dorm floor. Blood rushed to her head as she tidied her torn uniform and fiddled with what to do with her arms. Crossed? Squeezed up beside her breasts? Under her back like a prisoner? Hmm.<br/>"I don't see how it's different at all."<br/>Lakashtari smiled, upside-down. "This time, somebody else is doing it to me."