darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
Andy jumped at the knock. She blushed and opened the door, peeking her head out, suddenly feeling quite abashed for simply taking her time. The girl truly thought that Peter needed to use the restroom, or perhaps Lex had finally awakened from her dreamy sleep. Instead, there stood their host, as smiling and happy as ever. At his words, Andy brightened, eyes shining with glee. "Seriously? That would be super awesome! I mean, I don't have my shampoo or anything, but a hot shower would just feel great. Wait, you said you got our stuff, right? Hold on a sec," with that, the still partially dressed Andy darted over to where their stuff was. She took a few moments to sort through things, tossing about till she had an armful of clean clothes and a bottle of shampoo. With another grin and a thanks, the girl darted into the shower. Soon enough, sounds of running water could be heard, and not far after that would be the chipper sound of Andy singing.
Her twin, meanwhile, still slumbered. She barely shifted as Peter came over. Still mostly undressed from the night before, the punk rock bassist looked every inch the alternative wet dream. Breasts were nestled and supported by the colorful bra, and the gray, graffiti panties clearly just covered her wonderland. Long pale legs, tight tummy, all left lax from the drugs. The panties didn't last long, and soon Lex found herself devoid of them. A smallish tuft of the same red hair that crowned her head showed just above her sex, seeming to draw an arrow straight toward the little girlish folds. They parted easily enough when touched with lips or face.
As Peter ate her out, Lex reacted. To be accurate: Lex's body reacted. The girl squirmed and kicked. She cooed. Her sex grew hotter with each passing second, moisture gathering on the tiny petals, seeming to make her seem even more girlish for the moment. Soon her breasts were rising rapidly as the girl began to pant. Apparently, a slumbering Lex was remarkably easy to get aroused, because she'd gone from out of it to horny in mere seconds. Probably didn't help that she was drugged and still likely having naughty thoughts about her whole situation.
Her twin, meanwhile, still slumbered. She barely shifted as Peter came over. Still mostly undressed from the night before, the punk rock bassist looked every inch the alternative wet dream. Breasts were nestled and supported by the colorful bra, and the gray, graffiti panties clearly just covered her wonderland. Long pale legs, tight tummy, all left lax from the drugs. The panties didn't last long, and soon Lex found herself devoid of them. A smallish tuft of the same red hair that crowned her head showed just above her sex, seeming to draw an arrow straight toward the little girlish folds. They parted easily enough when touched with lips or face.
As Peter ate her out, Lex reacted. To be accurate: Lex's body reacted. The girl squirmed and kicked. She cooed. Her sex grew hotter with each passing second, moisture gathering on the tiny petals, seeming to make her seem even more girlish for the moment. Soon her breasts were rising rapidly as the girl began to pant. Apparently, a slumbering Lex was remarkably easy to get aroused, because she'd gone from out of it to horny in mere seconds. Probably didn't help that she was drugged and still likely having naughty thoughts about her whole situation.