A Futa Futcha

but it paled in comparison to the bizarre sight of her companions, each one of them now as naked as herself ...their soft bountiful breasts, their bodies tapering down to slender waists and lissome legs. However, each of them appeared to be supporting an extra limb, well ...each was the length and thickness of a forearm, each tipped with a crown that teased pearl's of expectant seminal spit.
"I'm losing it Tash! I can't think straight at all." Marti moaned the words, her voice even higher pitched then it usually was. She swallowed hard again, looking at the beautiful woman that had shared so many carnal delights with her, images of past sexual collisions filled her head, filling her with more and more enhanced lust. She needed release, the girl acting almost out of newly ingrained instincts, was thrusting forward into the air itself, as if this could provide some form of relief. Her entire pale skinned body had gone red, and most embarrassing of all was the line of spittle falling from the corners of her lips and mixed with the drooling cockspit that collected at her feet.

Martinique moved between her friends shackled legs, her small hand still unconsciously pumped softly at the fleshy engorged rod that twitched and drooled at her touch. The other three crew members stood at certain points around the disc. Simone at her right and Katalina at her left, while Justine positioned herself at her head, each of them fixedly gazed at the naked silver shocked vixen secured to the disc beneath them.

Tasha's gaze flittered between the lusty crew and shot Marti a mischievous glance as the young woman stroked unconsciously at her thick cock.

"Spin the bottle is so last century." grinned the flame haired minx as she placed a hand on the edge of the disc and tested the resistance. "How about a game of 'Spin the Tasha?" she asked with barely contained glee. "Rules are simple babe." she winked at her, "I spin you around and wherever you come to rest, that part of your which is closest gets to service that member of the crews ...member. Pussy, pout or palms." she giggled.