As you round a corner you find yourself in a shady alley, with nobody around but two figures leaning on the walls, one on each side. They turn to face you. Ferrari: "Whoa, what's with the rush huh?" Merilla just gives you a cold stare. Two shemale goddesses are blocking your way.

Ferrari snorts. "You should've just asked politely." She steps aside and leans against the wall again, crossing her arms under her breasts. Her cock throbs in anticipation as she watches you. Merilla doesn't bother moving at all; she just continues to regard you with her chilly stare, hands folded behind her back. "As my partner said... would you care to make it less of a hassle?"

Ferrari grins widely and wiggles her hips a bit. "Well, you could do worse than this," she says with a sultry tone. "Or I could show you what else me and Merilla can offer." She leans in close to whisper seductively, her breath fanning over your cheek. Merilla remains silent, but the dangerous glint in her eyes matches Ferrari's proposition. Her cock twitches slightly against her pants, indicating she's more than ready.

Ferrari's lips curl into a wicked smile as she leans in even closer. "Why yes... it does involve a little bit of that," she whispers, her breath warm against your ear. Her hand slowly slides down to grope herself through the fabric of her pants, teasing both you and Merilla with what's beneath. Merilla watches the exchange carefully, licking her lips as her own hand begins to slide down as well, playing with herself almost discreetly underneath the thin material of her clothes. "We can... arrange it for you," she says finally, her voice low and seductive despite its distant tone. "But you'll have to pay."

She studies your reaction closely before continuing: "What are you offering?"

"Hmm..." Ferarri seems to consider the offer while Merilla raises an eyebrow. "I'm not sure about that," Ferrari says eventually. "It might get us into trouble with our bosses." She purses her lips thoughtfully, then leans forward to kiss you. Her tongue slides against yours in a teasing move as she pulls back and gives you a smirk.

Merilla watches this exchange intently, keeping an eye on the both of you. She seems to be trying to decide whether to accept your proposal or not. Finally, she shrugs indifferently and mutters, "Fine then. If that's what you want..." Her tone is neither enthusiastic nor dismissive; it's more neutral than anything else.

Merilla looks at you levelly. "Alright then." She moves closer, pressing her body against yours. Her hand slides up to cup your crotch as she feels how aroused you are. She grins and begins to stroke your length through your pants, teasing you with what's to come.

Ferrari steps even closer, wrapping one arm around your waist while her other hand slides down between your legs. Her nails scrape against your skin as she feels for the entrance to where you want her fingers most. "You better not be lying," she whispers darkly, and then pushes her middle finger inside, curling it upward in a mocking gesture before beginning to thrust shallowly into you.

Their bodies press close together, their hips grinding against each other as they tease you with the promise of more pleasure soon. "You're gonna be so fucked by