Dalla looked back at the curtain of Kolara's room. "She is probably shaking there now. She probably didn't expect that you could endure my slap." She then turned back toward Arad and looked down at Hathfield, who was still loudly moaning as Arad never stopped ramming her insides. She probably didn't even notice the slap.
She could imagine herself in her place, and that thought alone made her lower part dripping and twitching. She bent down and looked closer at Hathfield's hole, and could feel her knees growing weaker.
She reached down between her legs and touched herself, finding that she was already drenched and twitching. She really wanted to take a turn right after Hathfield, but knew that she shouldn't. She couldn't just steal Kolara's turn.
