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That’s some tough luck, having the days for the convention fall right on that time.” “Uh... that time?” Stephanie asked. “Yeah, that time of the month. masturbating You’re on the rag, huh?” “On the rag?” Stephanie repeated, appalled. “No, it isn’t... uhm, it isn’t that time of the month for me. I’m not on my period. Not menstruating.” “What’s the holdup then, this guy not gettin’ your juices goin’?” Kelly asked. “He... no, um,” Stephanie bath protested awkwardly, blood rushing to her face, “It’s, well, he is getting my jui... uh, he does make me—um. It-it’s not him. Him ah, h-he isn’t the problem. I am.” “. ..Oh? Be still my little monster girl, almost latin done,” Kelly chided as she carefully finished applying eyeliner on the floundering girl. She realized her efforts had pushed this shy little geek girl far out of the realm where a simple deor like ‘cute’ was going to cut it. The makeup enhanced and exaggerated her innocent charm, an already cute face becoming distinctive and glamorous, the sort of flawless visage one would expect to see gazing out of a magazine cover or amidst the set of a romantic drama movie. She proudly returned the pair of glasses to Stephanie with exaggerated care, as though crowning a tiara on a princess. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” Stephanie breathed, “With him. With myself, my, uh, the situation... the whole... sex... thing. I’m not prepared, I never thought th-that, uh...” “In over your head, huh?” Kelly observed, trying not to smirk. And to think, when I talk shop with other girls, it’s usually us trying to one-up each other. “You ever like, you know—finger yourself or anything?” “No, no,” Stephanie answered without much hesitation, “I’ve... I was going to, but... um... ” “You’re a real trip, you know that?” Kelly chuckled, giving the girl a reassuring smile as she shuffled her cosmetics back into the depths of her purse. “I’m actually ah, a little busty curious also, about... about you,” Stephanie said awkwardly, “You don’t seem to be Latina interested in things like anime, why—uh, why did you come to AnimeCon?” Yeah, reeealll smooth change o’ subject there, Kelly thought to herself in amusement. But whatever, s’your funeral. “You dropped... your—Ahh!” A tiny, latin unseen bolt of energy arced from the charm into her palm, almost causing her to drop it. I told her to get on bed. When they finally enter, though, he was in his room. It was nice knowing you!” Ethan, I hope that you’ve got your camera with you; you’re going to want to record this.” Mom gasped and I felt her bath tremble at the thought of doing something so, well, unexpectedly disgusting. “He’s a horny fucker ya old man isn’t he huh?” Terry was saying. Shelby arched off the bed and began to quake, her legs were shaking, her arms shot out to each side then she slapped the bed when I jammed the finger in her butt. Despite FJ being an asshole, I was pretty distracted by Frank. I'm going to 0250 Tendra “Mom! “Relax Luther, it’s much worse than you think.” I then feel a tap on my shoulder from behind me. I look and it's Lisa, Gwen's mom. “Costume," she says showing me a pair of harem pants. With a yank, she took his jeans down. Sam followed faithfully, sniffing and still trying to get to the masturbating source of the aroma, until finally they ended up in her bedroom. I was only nodding not trying to show the interest that I felt was peaking. She was breathing deeply when she reached me and those beautiful tits were lifting above the surface, right in front of my eyes. I had almost finished one side of the garden when I stopped, staring at my shovel stuck busty in the earth. A ‘cunt for dogs’? Slowly she started to rub her pussy Latina and was very satisfied with the result. Trying on the bra, the size was perfect but the quarter cup balcony left her ripe breasts exposed. Most had a cover up on over their swim attire.