I—— uhm! ( stuttering over words, barely able to make a sentence out. a slight whimper as head was pressed down upon, blue orbs staring up at the girl’s knot. )
( she'd put her boot down on the girls head as her skirt dropped her claws tore through her pantyhose as a throbbing knotted member slowly hardened, her breathing became audible... )
you're quite calm for the situation you're in... Impressive.
Maybe I'm just a magnet for trouble. And I've got friends! Well, not many. A few. Couple of 'em.
. . . . What's it to ya whether I have friends or not?!
Oh, so ya get to call me ugly all ya want, but I call ya a bitch once and all of a sudden it's the reason why I'm lonely? I ain't even alone all the time!