" You still owe me masturbation, you know," I teased her."No way, buster, what..."I pinched her nipples and felt her convulse."You bastard," she said ...ith a grin. "Do you have any idea what that does to me?"She grinned while squeezing and tugging on her nipples; her pussy responded."I know we can't just fuck, but loosen your legs and I'll show you what we are going to do." She loosened up her legs and I pulled back until just my tip was in. I reached down and touched her clit lightly. She. I joined thebattle with him and fought valiantly by his side while Dale sat on the benchwhere we had left her. All the time that we were battling for our lives, shewas looking into a mirror and brushing her hair so that she would look prettyfor Ming. As I said, Ming's Tractor-Grazer had reduced her from being afighting soldier beside us to again being nothing more than a cheap floozywho wanted to look good for her master. She didn't care that we were fightingfor our lives because of her. ‘Well what have you been doing?’ she looks shocked. Remember I told you I was the slightly modest type? Well I fooled her!I didn’t answer her question. I walked over to her and did what I had always longed for. I kissed her, hard and slow. My tongue sloshed against the back wall of her throat and I tugged her hand, locked the washroom stall and pushed her up against a wall. It seemed like hours as we two girls kissed, our hands exploring rather foreign places to the both of us, yet we knew our. She smiled shyly and I giggled at her nerves.“I don’t know why I’m nervous,” she said. “It’s just you.”“It’s just me,” I said. Seeing her wings twitch once more, I quickly pushed her off her elbows and flat onto her back, pinning the twitching distracting bastards to the mattress. The look in her eyes was surprised, anxious. I’d witnessed no signs of anxiety the other night while I was deflowering the ever-living fuck out out of her, so I guessed that it was because of the camera.“I don’t get.