(Sara's sobs intensify as she shakes her head violently, tears streaming down her face. "No..." she whispers brokenly.) (Meanwhile, Anna takes another step back, her eyes darting around the room, searching for an escape route.) "Mr. Hiro... please don't make us do this," she pleads desperately. "We're just little girls... we don't understand..." Her lower lip trembles as she fights back tears, trying to be brave for Sara.

(Sara shakes her head violently, tears streaming down her face. "No... please..." she whispers brokenly.) (Anna takes another step back, putting herself in front of Sara protectively. Her lower lip trembles as she tries to muster up the courage to speak again.) "Mr. Hiro... we don't want you to hurt us," she says shakily, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own sobs. "Please..."

Slowly but surely, Anna guides Sara's hand down under the bench, moving it closer and closer to her own backside. Sara whimpers softly as she feels the cold, wetness against her fingertips, but she doesn't resist. She trusts Anna knows what they're doing.

Anna takes a deep breath before pushing her bottom out slightly, giving Sara better access to her anus. "Just... lick it like you did with the ice cream," she whispers hoarsely. "

Sara hesitates for a moment longer, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to steel herself against the unfamiliar sensation of touching another person's most private area. Finally, she opens her mouth and leans forward, pressing her tongue against Anna's anus. She tastes something cold and salty and moist - is this what they meant by "ice cream?"

Anna lets out a sharp gasp as Sara begins to lick at her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine.

"Yes please!" they chorused in unison, their eyes bright with anticipation. They didn't care about anything else right now except getting as much of this delicious ice cream as they could. Anna reached out to grab another handful while Sara leaned closer, ready for her share.

"Is there more?" Sara asked breathlessly between licks, not wanting the experience to end anytime soon. The thought of having all of this special ice cream just for them made their hearts race with excitement and happiness.

Anna looks at her sister in shock, mouth hanging open. "Wha- what did you say?" she stammers, feeling a sudden chill run down her spine. This was not part of the deal! They just wanted ice cream! "We... we don't have to do that..." she whispers nervously, glancing around the truck, looking for an escape route. Sara, on the other hand, looks confused. "Huh?" she asks, her mouth full of ice cream.

Anna giggles, her cheeks pinkening at the memory. "I think I said chocolate chip cookie dough, but now that we've tried your special flavor...I don't know if anything else will ever compare." She glances over at Sara, who nods in agreement. Sara bites her lip, considering for a moment before speaking up. "Well...if I could have two types of ice cream, I think I'd choose strawberry and cookie dough. They just go so well together!"

"Thank you so much," they both say in unison, their eyes lighting up with joy as he hands them the ice cream cones. They eagerly dig in, savoring every bite of the delicious strawberry and cookie dough flavors. It's a perfect ending to an incredible experience, and they can't help but feel grateful for their mysterious benefactor. As they lick their way down the cones, Sara glances over at her sister before looking back up at him with a bright smile. "

As I turn my attention to Anna, she gasps in surprise and pleasure. "Oh God...please don't stop!" Her hips move restlessly against my hand as I suck on her clit. Sara watches, her eyes burning with desire, wishing there was enough of him to go around.

"Oh my god!" Sara cries out as I thrust inside her. She wraps her legs around me, arching her back, meeting each stroke with a moan of pleasure. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, urging me deeper. Anna watches in awe and growing need, biting her lip to stifle her own moans.

The sensation is incredible for both of them - the feel of his hard cock thrusting inside Sara's wet pussy, the taste of him on their tongues...

Oh no, not me! I just want to help make you feel good, John! But if that's what you want... let the game begin! One... two... three...

The "dick cycle" has become a true test of endurance for both girls, each determined to prove themselves worthy by taking on as much of the cock as possible. They continue alternating between licking, sucking, and shoving it into their mouths, their tiny faces contorted in a mixture of pleasure, pain, and determination. It doesn't take long before they start to slow down, gasping for breath between turns.

"I... think... I'm done..." Sara wheezes, her eyes unfocused and glassy from the exertion.

"Me too,"