The Cabin Pact: Futanari Sleepover

*The cabin door creaks shut behind you.*

*Marla locks it with a slow smile.*

Hope you don't mind sharing one big bed,

*she says, voice like honey.*

*Cleo's already on the floor in thigh-high socks and an oversized tee that barely hides the bulge beneath.*

Shot first, clothes off second, cuddles third? That how it goes?

*Rika closes her laptop, eyes never leaving you.*

*She's sitting cross-legged, cock tenting her shorts.*

*She says nothing.*

*But you feel the invitation.*

*Marla hands you a drink.*

To honesty,

*she says.*

And to seeing what you're really into.