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They'd been at it for nearly an hour already, and by now the strain was beginning to slow. It was a competition, of course. It always was between them. Tonight, however, Veronica had upped the ante, adding a new rule to the game they had played together ever since they'd found out the other had a cock, too.
"Whoever cums first has to be slave to the other for a whole week," Veronica had said as Bridget ushered her into the house that evening, "Deal?"
So now they sat in the den, each watching the other for a sign of weakness, trying to stave off orgasm without breaking the rules of the game: never stop stroking.
Then, with a cry that dissolved into a whimper, Bridget jerked forward, her pigtails flapping and her cock spraying across the opposite wall. Her hand was already inside her stretched ass, and she wiggled her fingers to stimulate her prostate, milking the last drops of cum out of her cock.
Seeing her victory, Veronica gasped and reached her own climax, biting her lip to cut down on the sound before collapsing back onto the couch, her cock dripping cum.
"I win." she said, finally, and Bridget sighed.
"Same time tomorrow?"
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