Now, my love, come up here. I’ve always wanted to snuggle a zebra.”“You failed to include that in your list of kinks.”“I didn’t want to fr...ghten you.”“Okay, here I come. If you flee in terror, though, I’ll...”“I’m not going anywhere.”“Brave words. Don’t say you weren’t warned.”Her hands and arms appeared first, and he quickly realized why: aside from some minor abrasions around her wrists, they were just about the only completely unmarked part of her body. The other untouched part — her head —. Maybe she is a professional photographer, or maybe just an amateur, that loves taking pics of beauty, or just a person who takes as a hobby searching the internet for pics with beautiful, hot women. But imagine, what could be more hot than a sexy woman, photographing all day long other hotties, and her being frustrated because she is still fighting with her real sexual desires, torturing herself everyday, thinking about nothing else but getting her tits and pussy licked by one of those women. It was as if she couldnt' take it any longer and as her hips pumped into the air he focused on her ass. He wanted it in his grip so bad. As he watched from the doorway, she took her right hand and began to move it down between her legs. He loved it when she touched herself. Just then he heard the slightest moan and he knew she had slipped her finger inside. As he watched, she started with one finger, so slow but then her hips just kept moving faster and faster. He knew she was craving. To me, they are one and the same either way” I thought, barely present at this point.Both sisters were stunned for a moment. Carnachias face slowly distorted into a giant smile, while Melanoche’s was filled with more and more disgust.“Now THAT is a statement after my own taste! Good luck, anon. Have fun raping where you go! See ya, I'll prep sis for your cock.” said Carnachias. It was the last thing I heard before fully fading away.Suddenly, I was elsewhere, yet not on the world where I should.