[The cock in her throat is impossible. It's too long. It's going through her like... Well, whatever it is, it can't exist. She gurgles around it, trying to make some kind of noise, but nothing is possible like this.
The noises eventually change to a choked whimper. She's trying to closer her legs, fold her knees, make it impossible to strike her, but she can't move well. Creating a wall or something takes more focus than she has right now. But that spanking is stirring up something...
... For that matter, what's going on with her breasts? They feel hot. Something about this feels strange. But she likes it. It feels... good. Why? What's with this? What's this woman doing to her?
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The noises eventually change to a choked whimper. She's trying to closer her legs, fold her knees, make it impossible to strike her, but she can't move well. Creating a wall or something takes more focus than she has right now. But that spanking is stirring up something...
... For that matter, what's going on with her breasts? They feel hot. Something about this feels strange. But she likes it. It feels... good. Why? What's with this? What's this woman doing to her?
She remains helpless in Sunrise's many hands.]