Lesbian Trio Encounter

“What is happening here? They deserve to think that I was… My parents don’t believe that he touches me at night.”
“My boyfriend caught me cheating on him, and it would totally save our relationship if he was forced to cheat on me too.”
And that, folks, is my superhero origin story. To them, I am a freak slut with a freak slut name. So, with every thrust, my rectum stretched, and my anus tore, but my moans might have been ambiguous enough to convince the world I was asking for it. Besides, have you ever seen watermelon-sized tits on such a short, slim girl before? Mr. Groping, drooling, fucking monsters. They don’t make bras for girls like me because girls like me aren’t supposed to exist. Going commando under an itsy-bitsy skirt makes me look like a slut, but it saves me from needing to replace my torn panties every half-hour.