I'm sorry for not uploading anything for the past couple of days. I feel really bad, not only because I probably let down your dongers, but I do not have a legitamate excuse. I recently started obsessing over Tokyo Ghoul and I became so enveloped in it that i nearly lost sight of what I'm truly about; bringing boners to the weird, kinky people of the internet.
I felt a surge of different emotions, like winning the lottery on your death bed, though did not display it physically. Whilst being dominated by both Chica's, I heard a faint but noticeable scratching noise at the massive gate, which was most likely Foxy. A solid 2 minutes of fucking passed before false Chica grew tired of her bounding regime. She twisted her body around and rather than lifting and lowering her wet vagina from around my dick, began thrusting her hips in a circular motion, which she seemed to get a kick out of. Real Chica, of course, took no notice of this as she was too busy writhing her pussy around my face.
With what vision I had, I looked to my right, hoping for something large and blunt, as a final escape attempt. I noticed the device to open the gate was within arms reach. I looked back up to Chica to be sure she wasn't watching me, fortunately she was giddily staring at the ceiling, and I imagined the false one would take no notice. As i reached for it, I felt both Chicas increase speed and gradually start panting, connoting to the fact that they would both climax soon. I lunged my arm out to grab it, only for my finger tips to push it even further away. "Fuck" I mumbled, only to get a mouthful of Chica's juice.
Then, in a moment of pure exasperation and without any warning, the 2 animatronics came. I felt as though my mind had been dunked in liquid euphoria. Rip off Chica squealed as i pumped my cum into her whereas the real one shot her juice all across my face, a sort of role-reversal facial. The 2 gawked into the ceiling for 15 seconds at least. False Chica was the first to attempt to get off, though seemingly magnetised to my dick. She winced as she got up, semen still trickling from her cervix. She turned and noticed the Real one still pushing my face into her warm pussy, and as a result, pushed her off. Real Chica wasn't all that happy, though her movements showed she was still, like me, in a euphoric state.
After coming to, both Chica's re-donned their bibs and slipped me a wink. Rip off Chica found and pressed the remote, and both skipped happily back into the darkness, in the same manor that real Chica did upon first leaving. At that point, the bell struck for 6AM.
Feeling as though I was about to be jumped again for a 3rd bird fucking, I carefully stepped into the hall, where I made for the door. On my way out, I happened to notice something shiny in the large bins outside. Being sceptical, I walked towards it. It was a bit strange going towards a bin for something shiny, yet I did so anyway. The lid obstructed the view, so i lifted it up and gazed in horror, upon the two bird costumes and yellow body paint.
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