Victoria glanced at Caitlyn uncertainly, her cheeks flushing again. "Do... do we have to choose?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

"No," Caitlyn replied with a mischievous smile, reaching out to stroke Federico's cock once more. "We don't." She guided his shaft between their bodies, positioning him at the entrance of her wet, eager channel.

"Yes," she gasped, arching her back as Federico's thick length slid easily inside her. "Oh god... I want to feel you both." She reached down between them, guiding Victoria's hand to touch her as well, their fingers entwining as they shared the sensation of being filled by him.

"Fuck..." he groaned, his hips moving instinctively as he began to thrust into Caitlyn.