But you still won your little fight, right?"Ranma looked at up past the boobs and at the large bruise on her left shoulder. {I guess girls aren't supp...sed to feel like this normally.} Then she wondered as she made her first conscious movements, what else a girl wasn't supposed to feel. {There's a whole lot different ones to choose from. -Like: Why does the voice I'm THINKIN' with sound like the girl's!!?!!}The big sister asked, "Are you sure you're okay?" Hai!" It worked once before. {The voice. Then she feels a pressure at the opening of her pussy. Slowly she feels the pressure increase, somthing is trying to penetrate her, and whatever it is is huge!! Slowly it pushes more, opening and streaching her. She looks over at the makeup table and can see in the mirror her pussy is taped open as inch by inch somthing is slowly pushing into her, in the mirror she can see her lips streached wide open and she can see as somthing is pushing deeper and deeper into her. She can see her pussy. I was dressed in a tight black skirt and a pink blouse. Over my shoulders I had a black cardigan slung loosely - I took it off and put it over my arm. I stood up and began to make my way out.Reaching the arrivals lounge, I glanced across the crowd. Being almost the last passenger to leave the plane, most of the people had met those that they were meeting, and they stood talking, laughing, weeping, and displaying every other emotion. My eyes alighted on a single man, frowning, a look of. God, I could even smell her now. She had been working herself while I was asleep.Before I could say a thing, Candy pushed my face to the side and slid over my upper chest. In one swift motion, she had my arms pinned down under her legs. She let my head go only to grab it forcefully in both her hands. She then slid her supreme wetness directly over my lips and pulled my head into her.“Now,” Candy said, using one of her hands to reach behind her to grab my cock. Hard.“Mmmffhh!” I said,.