RE: { Mixed Up }
Ophelia goes in search of this.. A person. His name looked pretty, but she couldn't pronounce it. She had made her way to the male dorms, looking at name plates before knocking on the door that had the same name. The blue-haired gal waits patiently, her eyes flashing the white cross every time an angel would look at her. It was a genetic thing. Her read eyes studied the quite bland hallway but she could already hear beds creaking. She swallows, straightening her shirt. Ophelia was a very matured girl. Her D sized breasts were the perfect teardrop shapes and hung adoringly against her chest. Her hips were all but heaven to grab onto and her ass was perky and the most amazing heartshape a man could ask for. She bites on her bottom lip, nervously waiting.
Ophelia goes in search of this.. A person. His name looked pretty, but she couldn't pronounce it. She had made her way to the male dorms, looking at name plates before knocking on the door that had the same name. The blue-haired gal waits patiently, her eyes flashing the white cross every time an angel would look at her. It was a genetic thing. Her read eyes studied the quite bland hallway but she could already hear beds creaking. She swallows, straightening her shirt. Ophelia was a very matured girl. Her D sized breasts were the perfect teardrop shapes and hung adoringly against her chest. Her hips were all but heaven to grab onto and her ass was perky and the most amazing heartshape a man could ask for. She bites on her bottom lip, nervously waiting.