An air of panic washed over the two witches as the latch to the door clicked. "Oh fuck!" Trude gasped, about to be fully exposed to her sister right after orgasm. Shirley however was way more proactive. Reaching up she grabbed a throw over off the back of the couch, pulling it over their bodies. At the same time she rolled in to the couch, pulling Trude on to her side, and cock free of the cushions. With tired eyes Chris entered the room, blinking a few times as she set her gaze on her older sister, and the bunny witch cuddling her from behind, their hot, heaving, sweat sheened bodies mostly hidden from view.
"Chris! You are awake?" Trude asked, her face burning crimson with embarrassment.
"J-Ja, I just woke up now…" She answered before looking a little more closely at those two. "Did Trude and Shirley take a nap as well?" She asked
"Y-Yeah thats right! A nap!" Trude replied.
"Yeah, Trude got really in to her workout routine and overdone it a bit, so we took a break." Shirley wasn't wrong, both girls' muscles burned after their romp on the sofa. It was then shirley's hands began to wander. First over Trude's hips, keeping them nice and close to her own. Of course she was trying to hide her lover's massive, jutting erection from tenting the throw, or at least that was her excuse. But as a hand snaked round to stroke her abs, then cup a breast, Trude's eyes flicked back at Shirley in a desperate bid to tell signal "no".
"Will lunch be soon, sister?" Chris asked, the younger Barkhorn moving to look out of the window of the family home, gazing upon the pasture that lay before it.
"O-Of course! We were gonna start it right away! Weren't we, ShirlllEEYYYY!" As she looked over at her wife, the Liberion grabbed Trude's heavy, sensitive nuts, her fingers squeezing down on each packed testicle, not enough to be painful, but it certainly made her cock throb.
"Careful, Love. I think you need to stretch a little bit more. Don't wanna strain yourself or anything." Shirley purred, her length slipping between those insanely powerful thighs. Letting go of Trude's testes, her length slid against the taught sack, the cum churners straddling the bunnies breeder. As she slowly slid in to place the ridge of her tip grazed along Trude's thick cumpipe, her body shivering with pleasure. This would be perfect foreplay...if Chris wasnt mere metres away!
"C-Chris, love, why don't you go feed the bunnies, and we will get started on lunch when you get back?" Shirley said softly, as if she wasnt frotting her wife at all.
"Oh! Ok! I'll make sure they are super full up!" The younger girl said happily, practically running out the room.
Trude sighed loudly with relief, then let out a low pleasured growl as Shirley began jerking them both off. "What's the big idea?! What if she found out?"
"She's gonna find out eventually if you keep getting this hard." Replied Shirley, tongue rolling up Trude's neck.
"You don't have to aid the process though!" Trude replied, an air of frustration in her voice.
"Chris said she needed to make sure the bunnies were super full, right? I better make sure our pup is the same. Don't you think?" Shirley, after using those clamped thighs for her own pleasure, pulled back, her cumslit kissing Trude's huge bollocks before pushing against them.
"Our pup? We don't...Oh you dumb bunny…nnNnfff! Fuck you~" Trude purred, Shirley's hips rolled and adjusted, her tip punting Trude's nuts and grazing her mons. As soon as the bunny babe felt her tip catch the breeding hole, she moved her hands to pin Trude's squirming hips in place. Pushing in elicited a moan from Shirley as her length was surrounded by coiling walls and her previous spent loads. Once firmly inside, Shirley's hand returned to being wrapped around Trude's base. The Karlslander can't stop her brow from quivering, trying to stay silent as Chris had left the door open. Being face on to the open doorway, her little sister's voice clearly audible as she prepared food for the rabbits.
"Don't hold back, fuck my hand, Trude." Shirley made sure to stroke Trude's pleasure spots. The base of her dick getting teased by a stroking palm, nuts being clapped by Shirley's equally large breeding pair, and of course the liberion made sure to scrape her lovers g-spot, as well as bumping her womb. A soft clap of flesh rung out as Trude's toned ass was spanked by Shirley's hips, gradually getting loader and faster as the bunny witch picked up pace.
"Think you'll get pregnant?" Shirley asked as the warmth of her sloppy seconds slid around her shaft.
"I-If you carry on like this, Y-Yes!" Trude murmured back between grunts of pleasure, her own hips being forced back in time with her lovers thrusts, her cock fucking that firm grip as if it were a snatch. As shirley began to pick up pace, the throw covering their naked forms began to slip as the couch rocked and creaked below their sweat glistened forms. As it slipped away, Trude attempted to grab the material, keeping it over their hips at least, but the bunny had other plans. Moving her hand from the stiff fuckrod to firm thigh, Shirley lifted her lovers leg in to the air.
"The fuck?!" Trude gasped as the material was thrown off them completely, her pistoning hips, clapping ass and bouncing erection now fully exposed as she was relentlessly mated from behind. Of course, Shirley didn't reply, instead her tongue rolled up her wife's side, toned muscle, the gentle ripple of her ribs and the taste of Trude's sweat greeted her tongue as both witches began to give off loud, almost orgasmic pants, moans and yelps. As Trude's eyes began to roll, nearing her limit, she scrambled to grab hold of something, anything for support. One hand found the couch below, whilst the other reach back, grabbing a palm full of hefty bunny breast as her hips began to spasm, buck and twitch. That massive cock slamming her womb had tipped her over the edge, her breeding tunnel clamping a and coiling around it as a thick cum blast worked its way up her own impressive shaft. A look of panic swung to her tip as she felt that pearly load about to slop free, but in an instant Shirley's palm covered Trude's flared, bulbous tip. Moments later almost a pints worth of semen began slopping in to the Liberion's palm, each thick rope clinging to both it, and Trude's helmet as the bunny behind tongue lashed that sweat gleaming armpit, her eyes a fixed on her lovers cum slathered length. Burying her face in to Trude's armpit, Shirley had a silent orgasm, the third set of reinforcements being added to the waves of swimmers doing their best to breed the Karlsland girl. Laying there, in a gleam of sweat, both witches shared a gentle kiss, however the peace was interrupted by a loud knock at the front door.