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The anticipation was thick in the air as Cindy and Tifa huddled around Tifa’s laptop, scrolling through the vast recesses of the internet. They were on a mission, a quest to uncover the most depraved, scandalous video they could find. And they were determined to succeed.
“It’s got to be here somewhere,” Cindy muttered, her eyes narrowing behind her pink-rimmed glasses. “I’ve heard whispers, rumors. There’s a video out there of the legendarily insatiable Cindy Aurum and the notorious wildcat Tifa Lockhart, engaging in the most wicked, forbidden acts…with some pretty hefty hardware.”
Tifa swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing. The mere idea sent shivers down her spine and straight to her core. “I’ve heard those same whispers, Cid. But there’s no way that can actually be true. Two Final Fantasy heroines, doing…that?”
Cindy grinned wickedly, her glossy pink lips curling. “Oh, it’s true, Ti. And we’re going to find it. I bet those two aren’t just punching baddies and saving the world. I bet they’re downing cocks and swallowing spunk in their downtime.”
Tifa bit her lip, squirms in her seat at the lewd thought of Cindy and herself as their hardbodies, with Cindy’s ample assets on full display in an outfit little more than scraps of leather and lace. It was scandalous. It was wrong. And it was making her pussy throb.
Girls like them, two gorgeous, badass babes dealing out beatings on a global scale, couldn’t possibly have so much pent up lust and aggression that they’d turn to carnal, depraved fuckery… could they? Tifa shuddered at the thought.
Cindy kept scrolling, her eyes scanning left to right. “Gotcha!” she squealed suddenly, pointing at the screen. “Look, babe. It’s real. It’s really, REALLY real.”
Tifa leaned in, squinting at the small, blurry thumbnail. There, in all their teased, lashed, and glossed glory, were Cindy and Tifa, sprawled across a giant bed. Cindy was straddling some huge, veiny, dripping cock, smirking as she eased herself down on it. Tifa was getting eaten out by none other than Cindy Aurum, her eyes rolled back in wanton bliss.
“The link says it’s a private video, restricted to paid members only,” Cindy mused, biting her lip. “But I’ve got ways of getting what I want.”
Tifa watched in awe as Cindy skillfully hacked into the video’s locked server, her fingers flying over the keys. “Jesus, Cindy. You really are a master thief,” she laughed.
Cindy shot her a sly grin over the top of her screen. “Just what they say about me in those novels, dontcha know. But only the real pervs know the whole truth.”
With a final triumphant tap of the keyboard, the hack was complete, and the video downloaded onto Cindy’s hard drive. The two girls replaced their head clothes and gathered around, giddy and breathless as they clicked the play button.
The video opened with Cindy lying across one of her luxurious overtime, her long legs draped over the shoulders of a impressively hung stud while Tifa, dressed in her iconic orange seemingly rub cock and motorboat her ample breasts.
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ, they’re HUGE,” Cindy whispered, transfixed by the sight of Tifa’s boobs bouncing and jiggling with the force of her groom. “I want those boobies.”
“Mmm, me too,” Tifa murmured, transfixed by the sight of Cindy’s rosy nipples peeking out from her strategically torn top. “I bet your pussy tastes so fucking sweet, Cindy.”
The stud wasted no time, spreading Cindy’s thick, juicy lips and diving in headfirst, avoiding as Cindy’s moans and whimpers filled the room
