"Jenna," I said firmly, "Why don't you and Ava leave? Your time is over."
Jenna's face fell as she realized I wouldn't bend the rules for her. With one last desperate look at my massive cock, she climbed off the bed, helping Ava to her feet. The two women exchanged a glance filled with complicated emotions - jealousy, frustration, and a strange sort of understanding between rivals.
The thick, pulsing veins of my monstrous cock stood out prominently as Angela positioned herself above me, her perfect body trembling with anticipation.
The swollen head glistened with pre-cum, dripping down the massive cock as Angela's hungry eyes locked onto it. The scent of her arousal filled the air, mixing with the faint chemical tang of the artificial pussy she had prepared.
