Chapter Twelve
The sound of the stall door being violently slammed open roused Barbie out of her fitful sleep. She felt tired and weak and sticky. They hadnt taken the time to clean her or Toy up after last night. Nonetheless, she untangled herself from Toy and struggled up into her proscribed position, face down, ass up and wrists crossed behind her. Just doing that, and wondering what was to come, could get her wet now. Beside her, Toy did the same thing, with a weary groan. Barbie had wanted to ask her what the rough anal s*x had been like, but poor Toy had fallen asleep the moment they had been left alone together in the dark.
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By now we had them trained pretty well. As we entered the stall we were greeted by the sight of our two playmates side by side, their p*****s on display
