I moved behind Jasmine. I reached down, sliding her silk pajama bottoms and her lace panties down her legs before tossing them aside. I wrapped the harness around her hips, tightening the straps until the toy was anchored firmly against her. She looked like a warrior queen, standing there naked and armed.
Jasmine let Tessa go for just a second, only to grab her by the waist and lift her off the bed. In one powerful motion, she flipped Tessa around so her back was pressed against Jasmine's chest, her legs spread wide in the air.
Jasmine looked down, noticing the red, irritated state of Tessa's backside. "Oh, so you've been playing in the dirt, have you?"
I didn't wait for an invitation. I grabbed the strap-on and positioned it at the entrance of Tessa's ass, while I moved myself toward her front.
Nala bolted upright, rubbing her eyes. "What the... what is going on?"
