Kelly had worn a borrowed costume, the spunky jester assistant of an evil clown, from some barely-remembered comic book thing. The outfit had been downright slutty, and Kelly had been a hit, basking in the radiance of adoration and jealousy from those around her. It had been fun, and although asian most geek and nerd stuff wasn’t really her thing, she’d had a blast, and planned on attending again. But, then she’d hooked up with Dale, and childish inclinations like anime conventions had been set aside and forgotten until now. Dale was a charming troublemaker, a bad boy with a band, The Ravaged Cassettes, that was going places. Dale you cheating asshole fucking piece of shit. Though still gorgeous, to Kelly now the fluorescent lighting seemed to cast a sickly pallor over her skin, and getting her makeup right seemed like more work every time. Being sober always makes me look older and shabbier in the mirror. Fuck. Scowling again, Kelly gave her boobs an experimental heft in the ladies’ room mirror. Generous C-cup breasts filled her simple black tank top, and dark skinny jeans fit snugly to the curves of her backside. She was without a bra, and it seemed like her puppies were going to slip free and give someone an eyeful if she wasn’t careful. She twisted and turned to see them from the side, pursing her lips. It japanese would be alright... probably. Here, in the brilliant light of the ladies room, you could clearly see her areola outlined, but it wouldn’t be as noticeable out in the convention hall. I’m not an exhibitionist, I’m just using my assets pragmatically, she told herself. She’d brought her leftover cash to the con, but it wasn’t enough for nights at one of the japan hotels, or even a convention badge. A little bit of guile and a whole lot of cleavage would blowjob help... stimulate the charity of these helplessly geeky convention weebs. If I happen to have a rockin’ bod and love attention, well screw it, that’s just a bonus, she decided. “It’s... pink,” a girl in pink-and-red dress at the sink beside her abruptly said, snapping Hardcore Kelly out of her reverie. A blonde, or rather mostly blonde girl was staring through glasses in disbelief at her own reflection in the ladies’ room mirror. She worked her fingertips through her tresses, as if unable to fathom how or why a vibrant streak of color now ran through her blond hair. A fluffy pair of rabbit ears wobbled from the headband she was wearing. “Pink.” “...Sure is,” Kelly replied snidely, a look of curious appraisal dissolving into a dismissive smirk as she returned to fixing her eyeliner. Startled, Stephanie turned to regard Kelly, feeling more than a little intimidated. The heady current of pink desire washing through that girl collided with her bafflement, creating swirling eddies of sensual confusion. Still stupidly holding her hair in front of her, Stephanie gulped. “Um, but w-why is it pink?” “...The hell you asking me for? It’s your hair,” Kelly sighed, shoving her eyeliner back into the depths of her purse. That car had to be over forty years blowjob old, but looked like it had just come off the showroom floor. I loved being in front of people. All my life I’d blamed Flora Autumnsong for what had happened to me, but even then, I hadn’t been giving her enough credit. This was suddenly getting deeper and I certainly felt that I was floundering out of my depth. A little over an hour later, the doorbell rang. How would Sven react to the ultimatum my mother gave? “Yeah, are there any biscuits?” I said, trying to bring the situation back to normal. With the practice that Jon has been giving me I can now squirt the water back out ‘on demand’ front and back, providing that I don’t get too full. I did. All the colours of the fish and sea life were simply amazing. Oh fuck my head was spinning, would the girls let us fuck them now? "We need to get on the same page if we are going to treat your problem effectively." asian He seemed to enjoy it but he also seemed nowhere near cumming. Before I could respond, Shelley threw her arms around my neck, kissing me hard on the mouth. When I first met Laura, she was naked, crying and Hardcore being fucked by a dog. With a grunt I lifted my hips off the bed and tried to warn her of the coming inevitable explosion. Then I saw him slightly raise his head higher so that his mouth was next to her ear. When I walked into the changing room Daniella and another girl whom I had never met before were there. "LETS SEE YOU DANCE WITH THOSE WEIGHTS ON SLAVE! “I was gasping for breath when suddenly his cock erupted inside me! Spurt after heavy spurt of hot semen shot from his dick, with nowhere to go inside my sealed cunt but right into my womb! I scrambled to be at her side. I'm willing to give up Kora, to free her from our relationship, to save her life,” I said without hesitation, the words coming out with just a touch of passion that the numbing tea couldn't smother. I got wet(ter) when he told me that part. That seemed a little too coincidental for my liking. And she was going to do it with her cunt japan dripping and japanese her whole body asking for sex.