Bridging Gaps With Straps

Isa Bella and Rose Carter are at it again, bitching loud enough to bring Katrina Colt storming in. Turns out Isa's ex left her big strap-on and Rose took it for a spin without permission. Katrina blinks. She's straight, hasn't touched pussy since college experiments, but these two horny brats are her family now, so she swallows hard and promises to fix it. Swears she'll buy each of them their own fresh dildo harness. Three days later Katrina drops two shiny new strap-ons on their beds, smug as hell. The girls eye them, then eye Katrina, and grin like sharks. "Wanna see how we use them?" they ask. Katrina laughs it off until Isa Bella's hand is already under her robe, tugging her panties aside. Rose Carter kisses the back of her neck and murmurs, "First time lesbian, right? We'll go easy." They don't. Isa Bella straps up first and bends Katrina face-down over the kitchen island. Rose Carter lubes the second cock, presses the head to Katrina's untouched asshole and pushes slow until Katrina's breath shatters. Both thick silicone shafts sink in at once—one in her wet cunt, one stretching her tight ass—until she's pinned, gasping, drooling on the marble. The girls spit-roast her next: Rose Carter fucking Katrina's mouth while Isa Bella rails her from behind, spit dripping down Katrina's chin, mascara smeared, every hole stuffed and used until her straight-girl brain shorts out in orgasm after messy orgasm.