(Commissioned by LPM.)
As the sultry princess glides down the corridor, catching many admiring gazes, she hears the familiar voice of Jason, a friend from her first semester; turning to greet him with joy, she remains blissfully unaware of her slight wardrobe mishap, while he stands captivated by her daring beauty.
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(Commissioned by @Bruh17219890 & @Connivingrat1.)
Fresh from the neon-lit chaos of the clubs, Jessica and Selena take the night into their own hands. The city was quieting down, but they both knew it wasn’t over yet.
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(Independence Day theme pic.)
Red provides fan service for the boys.
(You all have a great July 4th weekend!)
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(Commissioned by unown7599.)
“You fucking serious, you delirious, Yank? Say all you want, slut. There’s no fucking way you’d ever come on top of the dick girl modeling scene. I’ve got bigger tits, a thicker, longer cock than you... even a fucking sexy-as-fuck British accent. You’d be lucky and grateful for me to even consider to use you as a cock warmer in ANY one of my photoshoots!”
It'd only take moments for Leanne to find herself taken down by the underdog. Shoved onto her back, her ass raised high and Wendy’s shaft nudging between her cheeks. The British bombshell quickly found that her overconfidence has truly become her downfall.
Seems like the American spirit and Wendy’s determination to put the snobby bitch in her rightful place, leave her guts clogged and molded with her throbbing slab of all American cockmeat.
Hours later, Leanne’s bloated to the brim with Wendy's spunk and a face splattered with her own ball batter: one point for Team USA.
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SUBJECT: Wendy Fiore, Leanne Crow
