I might as well be naked.” “You inherited your mother’s fashion sense.” I sighed, rolling my eyes to Julia as she smirked in the mirror. I walked behind Diamond, and rested my chin on her shoulder, looking at our mutual reflection, “The purpose of women’s clothes isn’t to be practical, but to accentuate what we like about ourselves. The outfit a woman wears is how she wants the world to perceive her.” “So, an outfit is like a message to people I don’t know?” Diamond asked. “Exactly,” I smiled, “and what do you think this outfit says about you?” “That I desire to be naked?” Diamond asked, cocking her head in her signature gesture of confusion. “That’s certainly one interpretation,” I chuckled, “but these aren’t the kind of clothes you actually take off.” “What do you mean?” Diamond asked. “You remember what your mom told you about sex, right?” I grinned. Diamond smiled and nodded. “Well,” I continued, “these are the kind of clothes you have sex in. So, what does this outfit say about you?” “That I am ready for sex!” Diamond proclaimed loudly, overly-proud to have solved my riddle. I laughed into her shoulder, and even caught a glimpse of Julia trying to hide her smile. I didn’t doubt that the old Julia would’ve been mortified that her hypothetical daughter was wearing lingerie, but Julia post-Passion did little more than give the barest glance of disapproval. It was just another change Passion had made that I begrudgingly had to admit I liked. “That’s right!” I giggled, “But your mother’s correct, Sparkles; you look like a whore right now. Only whores are always ready for sex, and you’re not a whore, are you?” “I don’t know,” Diamond grinned mischievously, “do you think I would make a lot of money?” “Oh my god, you’d make a fortune!” I chuckled as Julia scowled, “You’re the only kind of your species, you’re packing two sets of weapons, you’re japanese drop-dead gorgeous, and you’re a virgin. You are the very definition of ‘exotic.’” “Remember what I told you about sex, Sweetie.” Julia prompted her daughter as she stared pointedly at me. “It should only be done with those you love and trust!” Diamond proclaimed, happy to have a reason to show what she had learned. “And whores don’t love or trust the people they have sex with,” Julia said, “they trade their pleasure for money, and it is both unholy, and self-destructive.” “I don’t actually want to be a whore,” Diamond confessed, a bashful grin on her face, “I just wanted to know how much Big Tits money I was worth.” “You’re priceless,” I grinned endearingly as I handed Diamond a dress, “now, try this on.” The sundress fit Diamond beautifully, the yellow complimenting her olive complexion, the fabric loose, but well-fitting where it mattered. I tied her scarlet curls into a bow behind her pointed ears, tidying tits it about the base of her black antlers. “What does this outfit say about me?” Diamond asians asked, twirling in the mirror and laughing as the dress’s skirt whipped past her thighs. “The dress and the bow say that you’re a good girl and a delightful bundle of fun,” I smiled, “but the stockings say that you have a dirty secret, and some lucky man or woman might get to find out what it is.” “My penis!” Diamond laughed, clapping gleefully, “That’s the secret you’re talking about, right, Aunt Lucilla?” “Sparkles, keep your voice down!” I hissed through my laughter as Julia turned red beside us, “There are other people in the store, and you won’t get to keep your secret if you tell it to everyone!” Diamond placed a conspiratorial finger on grinning her lips, and narrowed her eyes impishly as she tiptoed out of the changing room, where Freydis was waiting, pretending not to have heard everything she just did. I tossed the Valkyrie some money to pay for Diamond’s clothes, and then closed the door to see Julia looking pointedly at me on her stool. I struggle in the process of doing so. As she settled down, she slid down my torso and impaled herself on my hard cock. She says to me Rose bent tits down to get a good close up shot of a cock buried entirely into Joyce’s throat. Her hair was soaked. I said. I sat up and— I excused myself and stepped into the hallway. Once she was there, asians he broke the kiss to dive into her neck. You japanese don't have to ask for Tina's permission to visit one of us, or go Big Tits somewhere with us, or even to fuck us.