"You can consider this thanks for saving Chris. I was practically on top of you that time anyways. Might as well finish what we started, huh?" She peels off her clothes, walks over to the bed, and bends over, hands on the rails. You take your time admiring the glorious sight before you, the supple round curves, the smooth skin, the-
You're brought back to your senses when Robin smacks Trude on the ass, leaving a light handprint. She runs her hand up Trude's back and under for a quick grope, then she gets on top of the bed, kneeling in front of the other witch. Trude sticks her tongue out and Robin lines her head up with her special spot.
"Alright, we're relying on you bro! Make it good!"
Well, you're not one to disappoint. You walk up behind Trude, taking a moment to run your hands over that marvelous posterior. You guide your gunner into position, and ram it home. You slide in deep, until you're pressed against her, and you hear Robin squeal in delight as Trude's tongue is pushed over her. Trude moans at the instrustion, and she spreads her legs wider for you.
You grab hold of her hips and get to it, starting out slow. Looking up at Robin, the two of you flash a wink and a grin at the same time. Keeping your smile, you buck hard, making Trude gasp and Robin squeak. You decide to give them a bit of warning.
"Get ready girls, we're kicking it up a notch." With that, you abandon the slow strokes and start railing Trude against the bed. Robin throws her head back and clamps down on Trude's head, letting out a low moan. Trude reaches back with a hand and starts helping herself out. You keep up the pace until you feel the warmth around you shake, and Trude pants as she's overcome with pleasure.