“Yeah, you clearly are! Following her lead, the other three girls returned their first fingers to the surface of the varnished wood implement and resumed doing what they were doing earlier – sitting cross-legged, huddled around the board, waiting. I guess it’s trying to spell a word, right?” Claire squeaked as the planchet scraped across the surface of the board. Steadily, the planchet made its way toward a letter on the board. It just means I’mma have to play this game longer,” Giselle clapped with the practiced sass she had been cultivating throughout her entire senior year. First, the aluminum button on her jeans popped free. Had Audrey noticed the flash of lusty fire sparking behind the girl’s eyes before she lunged, she might have had a moment to get out of the way. She continued to wave right up until she felt the cock smack into the side of her face, sending a twirling droplet of slobber shooting out from between her teeth. “Y– yeah. Her knees were suddenly pulled up from under her, unseating her criss-cross stance and brought her rolling onto her back.
