“Here, look.” She said with a smile, holding her sizable phone towards him, which he took, looking at what she offered. It was from Twitter, with #AthenaTour prominent in the caption beneath the photo that dominated the screen. It showed Athena smiling with one arm up waving midstep, wearing her casual outfit, no longer in her stage dress, her limo behind her and her arm around a boy, his body slender, especially when compared to her curvier form, his expression a little uncertain but his smile warm and surprisingly charismatic, his long hair giving him a very feminine appearance, a book clutched in one hand. Robin swallowed as she took the phone back from him, “That was me?” He asked uncertainly and Athena gave him an incredulous, 'duh', look before returning her attention to her phone. He looked up at the suited guard, a tall man with dark skin and an even darker expression that, thankfully, wasn’t pointed his way and Robin looked away again, inspecting the pattern on the carpet. He felt the elevator slow and the doors before him open, he let Athena step out first and, with a crook of her finger, was bid to follow. He didn’t object, following Athena as she slipped her phone back asian into her pocket, her suit going ahead to open her hotel room door, allowing them both to slip inside before closing it, sealing them both in the room, alone together. “Mm,” Athena sighed deeply, putting her phone down on a table and looking around. The room was exceptionally well furnished and, Robin noted, led into a couple of different rooms. He’d stayed in hotels before, but never one that was more than just a bedroom and adjoined bathroom. As he looked around he could see several of her possessions lying around and, he assumed, she must have stayed here the night before too. “What do you think?” threesome She asked, looking over at him and smirking as she walked over to a pair of sizable couches. “It’s... Impressive.” He said, honestly and she shrugged. “It’s okay I suppose,” She paused, glancing towards the door where, he assumed, the bedroom was, “come on, I really want a shower but we’re going to have to do that photo shoot first. Your pictures, I mean.” He nodded some small tits as she turned towards the room, stepping forward to follow but she hesitated, smirking, “Oh, and take off your shirt.” He stopped and looked up at her, eyes wide, “W-what? Why?” “Shy?” She teased, knowing he was. “Look.” She hooked her thumbs under the base of her shirt and lifted it up, his cheeks flushing crimson as her curvy plush form was revealed to him, bare and perfect, her stomach smooth, her breasts full and rounded on her chest, bigger than he had Hardcore thought, her perfect nipples, for now at least, soft atop their mountains of flesh, “Now you.” He swallowed, staring at the beautiful blonde, the object of so many of his fantasies and desires stood there, topless, hands on her hips as she waited expectantly for him, him of all people, to partially undress too. He had to keep reminding himself that she wasn’t all the goddess that he saw before him, that she was manipulating him, using him, but his awareness didn’t stop him from obeying, albeit after setting down his sketchbook. Athena bit her lip as she got her first look at the bare skin of her cock sucking little gem. She had been worried that with his pale skin and dark hair she’d have to shave his body, as any little patches of masculinity would stand out like a beacon against his fairness, but to her delight, his lithe feminine body was as silky smooth as her own. “Ooh everything I learn about you just makes me want you more baby… Come on, pick up your book.” She winked, eying him briefly up and down before stepping away towards one of the side rooms. Despite himself, he followed eagerly with his book, if just for the opportunity to see the front side of Athena again, in all its glory. He stepped into the bedroom hot on her heels and, looking past the figure of her back saw the large four post bed that dominated the room with its king size splendour. At the foot of it, against the wall, sat a large set of japanese vanity mirrors on a table, all centred around a low backed chair that, judging by the number of open makeup kits strewn around, Athena had used earlier that day. Her mother went to slap her again, but Stefani caught the older woman's wrist. She pushed against him with one heeled foot and instructed him to lean back, using her crop to tap Hardcore on his inner thighs to make him spread them apart, then reached down to take the head of his cock in her fingertips, massaging it gently, pinching the fleshy part on the underside of the head and rubbing it between her fingertips. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn’t play any sports or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. A match! As I lie there looking at my sister playing small tits with her pussy, it was only logical that I stroke my hardon. I needed to do something about my nerves rippling through me. I knew Seth was out there. She had to sleep in his bed, naked, and he took his fair share of liberties with her. Good. Mom had such a gushing smile on her face. Exasperated, she got to her feet and reached up to her chest. He also got me to get my ones for my nipples and put them on for me as well. When we had been through what he had set up for me, he stepped away from the desk and looked down at me, his eyes dropping frequently over my body. Yes, I swear it’s the truth. She drove home, very cautiously, not wanting to be stopped by the police and having to explain why she was driving in the nude and covered with blood and brains. Fucking whore!" he shouted, letting her orgasm cause her body to tense and tighten around him. Maurice looked over her shoulder, the Black woman gripping her White wife's hips. She was smiling and laughing, wiping cum from her face and licking it right off her own fingers. If the Isk could notice it, Kass probably found asian it overwhelming.) Opening another drawer, she looked down sadly at all of her plain, cotton panties. Suit coat, long sleeve dress shirt, tie, socks and dress shoes. Lorlei had larger breasts than Sandy and they looked almost tight to the bursting point. threesome I squeezed my cock through my jeans, feeling that rush of pleasure shot through me as they japanese moaned. “You saw all that?” Carole said, with a devious smile.