All the girl's eyes are locked on the bottle, each of them clearly excited. As it begins to slow, your eyes wander over each of the girls, and you briefly wonder what would happen if it stopped on you. Maybe you could have each of them service you, instead?
You're broken from your all-too-brief daydream when your sister lets loose a triumphant cry. Looking down, you realize that the bottle's stopped, and Crystal is so excited she's practically vibrating. You turn to glare up at her, but find yourself making eye-contact with her dick instead, your sister grinning down at you from behind the stiff member. You watch, fixated, as a drop of pre forms at the tip, and unconsciously begin to lick your lips. A quiet "Omigawd," from one of the girls brings you, yet again, back to reality, and you divert your gaze to Crystal's gradually reddening face.
Mustering some courage, you quietly ask what it is she wants. Biting her lip, Crystal...
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