Basking in the afterglow from their fuck session, Trude sat up. Sitting on that still hard fuck spire like a queen, her hips rolled and pushed down again slightly making sure every millilitre of her wife's pearly jizz is packed deep inside.
"Well, I think you may have got your way, love." Trude purred.
"But we gotta make sure, right?" The red head replied, sitting up to hug her spouse. Gentle but overly loud kisses planted their way up Trude's back, across her shoulder until they found her soft lips. The softness, warmth and tinge of spunk clinging to Trude's lips and breath made the bunny witch began to slowly start moving her hips again.
"Shirley! What are you.…you haven't even pulled out!" Trude protested slightly, but her wiggling body just turned Shirley on more.
"It's ok, baby girl. I'll do all the work this time~" Moving a hand down, her fingers raked through her lovers brunette bush. Well kept and kinda thick, Trude's fur patch existed just above her shaft, and only because Shirley thought it looked good on her.
"T-That isn't the issue I was looking at!" Trude kept protesting, but with a grab of her hips and a quick roll the Karlsland girl found herself face down on the couch with her lover, the horny bunny witch atop her. Despite the sudden move, Shirley managed to keep her shaft firmly inside the hound witch.
"This is the last time for now, promise! We will go wake chris up for lunch after this." Long, slow strokes kept Trude on edge, her brow quivering as she awaited the inevitable pounding that would assault her honey pot, and shake the couch. So it's no surprise she was slightly caught out when Shirley tugged both their hips up, snaking a hand around to grab Trude's incredibly hard breeder. Giving it a few quick pumps of her hand she held the fuckrod at a very particular angle, then with a heaving, womb slamming thrust, Shirley slammed them both against the couch once more. Trude's dick slammed between the cushions, effectively making her fuck the sofa. The hard mating from behind, and the improvised fuck slot below her made Trude bury her face in a cushion to muffle a scream that would have otherwise woke her sister.
"Nn! Fuck! That made you tighten up!" The fuckhole surrounding her prick was already tight, but the sudden clenching made it restrictively so. Pulling her hips back dragged Trude's with her, a firm set of hands on the perfect rump allowed Shirley to drag her dick almost free. The sheer intensity made both witches let out deep, almost orgasmic groans. Shirley was in heaven, forcing her spouse to repeatedly mate the furniture below which meant her pussy kept incredibly tight and coiled around Shirley's member. Hammering her hips, the bunny focussed solely on her own pleasure right now, the loud thwaps of hips against muscled ass were quickly joined by even louder gasps, grunts and groans as Trude pulled her face free from the cushion, gulping for air. Each breath made her chest heave, tits swinging and bouncing, nipples grazing the cushions below.
"Shirley! I'm….cum….Chris!" Trude knew she was being loud, and that her sister would probably hear their mating, if it didn't at least wake her up. But Shirley didn't care, Trude's pussy was perfect and her loud, desperate moans coupled with her inability to string a sentence together just kept egging Shirley on. Their combined breeding, along with Trude roughly shagging the couch itself made the entire thing bounce and rock below them. As Shirley neared her limit, hammering Trude's tight, resilient fuckhole from behind, the dog witch couldn't control herself. Loud echoing moans spilled from her lips whilst her eyes rolled back due to sheer pleasure of it all. A desperate push of her hips was met by Shirley's furious mating, forcing them down hard. Her pussy squeezed, her nuts clenched and her cock spasmed as her third orgasm today shot through her strong body. With Trude screaming out sexual profanities, Shirley could swear she heard her wife's cum slopping between the cushions. Fuck that was hot to her, Trude's desperate dick trying to breed anything it could. So close to her own release, the bunny kept going with some difficulty! Trude was unbelievably tight normally, but her cumming, coiling tunnel was something else. Doing her best to fuck the orgasming fuckhole she only managed a few more womb slamming thrusts before her own nuts clenched. She bit Trude's shoulder to muffle her own orgasm, not wanting to be blamed for waking Chris, all the while Trude's body was gladly accepting every drop of that second huge load. Once done, shirley held her wife in place, slowly dragging her cock free of the well bred hole, both women letting out a deep, content sigh.
"That was perfect~" Shirley groaned, moving to let Trude pull free of the makeshift sex slot.
"You! You….you ass! Trude shot back, moving to look between the cushions. Both were completely coated in pearls of her thick swimmer packed semen.
"Looks like you enjoyed yourself~" Shirley grinned, laying on her side.
"It was pretty fucking good….B-But you are cleaning that up!" Trude shot back again, laying face to face with her wife. As their lips met for a brief kiss, so did their cum smeared shafts. Both witches had the same idea and grabbed at each others ass, fingers digging in to the buns as they enjoyed the slow make out session. It was then the latch on the door clicked, a sudden wave of panic flooded both girls, it was Chris.