You let out a moan. Or rather, May let out a moan, for you were no more than a passenger in her body now.
Her hands roamed her body, caressing the very same boobs your own body had just grabbed - and it felt much better when May was grabbing them herself. Almost as if she knew where the best spots were... Following that train of thought, you soon found that May had discarded her red top, and was now touching her bare stomach. She was pretty fit - being a full time coordinator for most of her teenage years had definitely left their mark.
Soft sounds reminiscent of pleasure continued to escape May's mouth as she played with a lacy red bra - one that did not stay on for very long. Soon, the cool air caressed bare nipples as her hands continued to roam over her topless body.
"Well at least May is enjoying it... " Lyra said from your body. "Hope you are too... I know I sure am!" she winked, before very quickly discarding your pants.
One of May's hands had found the waistband of her impossibly tight shorts, and had started playing with it. The other hand had started caressing between her legs, through the shorts. Now that was real pleasure. You wanted more - to reach in, to do the touching yourself - but you were not in control. Desperately, you hoped Lyra would be listening to your thoughts, that she would give you back control of May's body. You'd almost stopped caring that she was in control of yours.
If she heard you, there was no sign of it at all. Instead, she seemed very focused on your dick.
May, meanwhile, seemed to not care about what was going on around her, as she continued to tease herself - reaching a hand into her shorts, inching closer and closer, but never getting anywhere. Her other hand grabbed her firm ass - then her first hand left the confines of her shorts, and went back to her boobs. No!
Finally, May saw fit to remove her shorts - and panties - in one smooth motion. Then, she continued to tease, not actually touching. You could feel it - she was super horny, her body was aching for attention - but she held off.
Then, Lyra turned to face you, a grin on her borrowed face.
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