Smack her back and start the catfight!
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| - | “You are going to pay for that, slut!” You snarl crouching and facing Stacy, as the boys move to form a circle. Then luck goes | + | “You are going to pay for that, slut!” You snarl crouching and facing Stacy, as the boys move to form a circle. Then luck goes your way and one of the boy’s bumps into Stacy. You take advantage of her distraction and bitchslap her as hard as you can. “SCKRACK!” |
“Bitch!” Stacy snarls back enraged and a little dazed, without waiting to recover from your slap, she lunges at you. | “Bitch!” Stacy snarls back enraged and a little dazed, without waiting to recover from your slap, she lunges at you. | ||
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“No, no, no!” Stacy sobs, trapped with her back to you, as she struggles to free herself from her top. | “No, no, no!” Stacy sobs, trapped with her back to you, as she struggles to free herself from her top. | ||
| - | *[[Pull down her skirt]] | + | *[[Undo her skirt]] |
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| + | *[[Pull down her skirt and panties]] | ||
*[[Go for her bra]] | *[[Go for her bra]] | ||
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| + | *[[Undo her skirt and bra]] | ||
[[Category: The Devil's Daughter]] | [[Category: The Devil's Daughter]] | ||
Current revision as of 21:48, 2 August 2011
“You are going to pay for that, slut!” You snarl crouching and facing Stacy, as the boys move to form a circle. Then luck goes your way and one of the boy’s bumps into Stacy. You take advantage of her distraction and bitchslap her as hard as you can. “SCKRACK!”
“Bitch!” Stacy snarls back enraged and a little dazed, without waiting to recover from your slap, she lunges at you.
You sidestep her lunge, and pivoting at waist, you grab her V necked top with both hands as she moves past you. Spinning you lift her top and push her towards the boy in front of her. He helps by pushing her arms up. Stacy staggers into him chest first, with her head and arms ending up trapped in her own top.
“Hold this!” you command the boy shoving the end of Stacy’s top into his hands.
“Wahooo!” He exclaims grabbing the top, obviously enjoying himself, Stacy’s bra clad breasts pressing into his chest.
“No, no, no!” Stacy sobs, trapped with her back to you, as she struggles to free herself from her top.
