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Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the type of store it had never ventured into before. It wasn't the sort of place that young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a gaming store. The place tingled its senses. The blonde air hummed with probability, chance, and wagers. The possibility sent a rush through its veins. If it hadn't found this new high of mind control, it would be tempted to see what sort of mischief it could get up to in here. None of the customers, almost entirely male, noticed its presence as it ghosted between the shelves covered in fanciful products. Everything from role-playing game books to miniature war game figures abounded. The shelves were stocked with all manner of dice and rulers and paints and card sleeves and a host of other items the figure had never encountered before. It almost overwhelmed its senses, but it remembered its mission. Clutched in the figure's hand was a special asian pair of panties. It was cut narrower than other ones it had dropped off, almost japanese a thong save it spread into a triangular patch of cloth at the back with enough room for two words to be written: Wild Bitch. Printed in scarlet letters, the phrase contrasted with the light-blue polyester/cotton blend. With a flick, it tossed its creation onto a box of war game miniatures, the models on the cover all brandishing futuristic weapons. The panties were out of place. They should be noticed. Only its destined owner would. With Big Boobs a final groan, the figure slipped away with nondescript ease through the fanboys reality browsing the wares. Diane reaches an orgasmic pinnacle of her own. Task completed Sandra dropped to her hands and knees to crawl back to him. I held them up above our faces, the tart scent of my juices mixing with the salty scent Big Boobs of Clint's spunk. “I just wanted to see all of you.” I say, “No cocks allowed in my pussy. I've been training for this moment for years. blonde The remaining first years were here to meet up with one another and chat excitedly about their tryout experiences, while the few Squad members who stayed behind were just packing up their japanese stands. “Ok, so what are the letters of the alphabet?” I asked, having returned with the girls to the kitchen. There asian is a third option in the safe, I'm sure you don't want me to go there. My heart raced. My tongue darted reality through Melody's folds.