We’ll make them give us the outfits we modeled today. In fact, I think we can swap them between us. Yours is a bit too small, but it would probably fit me. And, look,” Elsie tugged at the jumpsuit she wore. “Mine is baggy around the hips and crotch, so you can have mine.” Brie blushed, “But mine is Hairy gross right now. You would wear my cum-soaked clothes?” “Girl, I wore your actual cum yesterday, remember?” Even Brie couldn’t help but snort at that, “True.” “Great!” Elsie snapped, “We’re gonna get these clothes, or we’re gonna say that’s it.” Brie nodded and they rolled back to Michael who was tenting his fingers nervously. “In addition to the makeup you promised, we want to be able to keep our outfits today.” Michael smiled and nodded, “I think we can make that happen. Now—” “From both walks,” Elsie added. Michael laughed, “Well okay. You will each keep both of your outfits. Now—” “And $100 each,” Brie interjected, startling Elsie. Michael paused, then started again slowly. “Is… that everything then?” Both girls looked at one another, smirking, then nodded at Michael. “Right then, let’s shake on it.” He took each girl’s hand one-by-one and then continued, “Great, let’s go get your new outfits right away. We don’t have much time.” He herded the two girls to the Scarlet rack and pulled a single swimming suit off the bar. “The last segment of our show is the bathing suit segment. Always a popular one for the crowds.” He looked Brie up and down, who was still stripped bare from the waist up. “I have a hunch that you’re a bit more of an exhibitionist, so you’ll asian be coming with me.” That was a word that neither girl was familiar with, but with that ball licking assessment, he handed the swimming suit he had pulled to Elsie and sent her back to their japanese dressing room to get changed. He then guided Brie by the shoulders to the makeup room, “Come with me. Your suit is going to take a bit more effort to put on.” ——— Elsie returned to her dressing room and found both boys still waiting inside. Once again, Oliver got up to meet her, while Hunter nodded in acknowledgement and then returned to his phone. Elsie, still in her skates, rolled slowly up to the older boy and crashed into him lightly. She craned her neck up and pecked him sweetly on the cheek. He blushed. “They want us to do one more walk down the runway.” Elsie held up the bikini in front of her. “The swimsuit edition!” The bikini was Hardcore a red triangle top with a flower print pattern on it. The straps and accents were a blue micro-check pattern. The bottoms were a modest but trendy cut, and an exposed belt in a matching pattern ran along the waistband. “Whoa, nice,” Oliver grinned. Maybe a minute had passed, and I pushed her back into the changing room and pulled the curtain closed behind us. My fingers came out with a little pop. I grabbed the bottle of lube and coated his cock and one of my fingers. As long as she didn`t give it to anyone else he was safe. I had never seen anything like that and Jim and I sat on ball licking the couch and watched. See was smiling and stood with her Hardcore breasts pushed out and standing seductively. I asked if I could help her, leaning forward to hide the bulge in my boxer shorts. There was a bottle of sun Hairy block on the counter and he could see that she was already oiled up. Taking what she hoped would be a nice upskirt shot for her roommate. After this was over she would finally be branded and they wouldn't have to worry about her so much. “Yes.” I pushed her off me. She just sat on the floor. “Again and again and again and again!” she giggled,” but right now I need a nap.” Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. Her tongue danced around my shaft. “But that Tony guy said that we could spank you.” She’s really into the ass. Who’s even running this year anyway?” I looked around me, hoping the other chairs would offer some explanation. My heart pounded in my chest. She says with hope in her eyes. Lucy couldn't help but japanese smile inside, almost to the point of wanting to laugh out loud, because she knew she was anxious to taste her daughter’s pussy and was reasonably sure Becky was just excited about tasting hers. The other girl let go and Jenny collapsed down on top asian of me. Both of us, quite sweaty, were sucking air in and out of our lungs. No other males? Derrick asked a perplexed look on his face. your pussy was squeezing me, milking me. just like a woman." I texted Diane: Hey Diane, its David.