@DAWNWINGSISMS " sweet little brother. "
cooing generous praise as she opts to move her hips, his sister's pussy grinding against his mouth repeatedly. she wonders how eager he'll get before they have to move rooms..
for now she allows hold and touch, the gentle kisses to private area seems to provide no sort of reaction from her .. but her gaze is locked on what's now her brother, expectations to impress her placed as weight upon his shoulders.
" you love your sister, don't you ? —
pets make his mind feel all fuzzy and foggy ; blinking slowly up at her , nodding dumbly at her request .
❝ of course , big sis ... ♡ ❞ mumbled shyly as he gazes at it ; pressing a few chaste kisses to her thighs , before pressing one , two kisses atop it ;
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" oh, i wonder. "
now she's stepping forward, closer to the other. very little concern, assured no threat is present.
" now should i carry you somewhere or not ? "
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“owwww… this is so unfair. why didn’t you turn into a zombie?”
she’ll get her back for that… she’ll just have to get a big strong man to be a zombie for her, then she’ll use him to hold her down and — ahem.
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" wonderful. "
optics target the kneecaps, and two larger bullets are shot and lodged into each knee of the other's. she considers that sufficient punishment.
" remember that before wasting someone's time. "
and the gun is then holstered.
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she should really learn to plan ahead better .. a simple second thought could have prevented this waste of time.
" tell me, which part of your body did you use most to lunge at me like that ? "
idle, waiting for the answer.
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“earned? aw man… how am I supposed to do that?”
shes pouting. always the dramatic type, she’s obviously not looking forward to owing someone something. ugh, if only the zombie blood had worked!
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" are you ? i'm not so easily forgiving. "
the arm that held her weapon is raised slightly, her fingers is placed lightly upon the trigger.
" i'll need my forgiveness to be earned. "
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predictable. charging like that is a risky play, of course it means there's a catch. however, the blood is quick to squirm its way off of her metal. ailments of flesh surely have no affect on metal of machine.
" and what now ? "
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hah. hook, line, and sinker.
once the bullet made contact with her flesh, gigi moved her arm further to maximize the damage it did.
and all that blood flew onto the marksman, practically soaking her…
“hehe. I win.”
@DAWNWINGSISMS folds parted, and his tongue welcomed with ease. the texture isn't rough or metallic, rather taking the same quality to it as an untouched human of flesh. his tongue deep enough would even find her wet, and she'd hum so casually as he enjoys it.
" in your own time. "
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quick on the draw, and with her nerves ever tested, the expert marksman would hone her aim upon the bandaged area, and a bullet would soon be lodged within, and her handgun already prepared to attack more if bothered again.
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hmph… keeping her distance huh? she’s smart.
too bad gigi hasn’t explained anything about herself! if provoked, she’s quite likely to attack, right?
so gigi is pouncing!
“sooo meaaan!”
@sadistspet you'll do what i say, when i tell you to do it. it's a housewives duty.
( her palm would suddenly take hold of the other's arm, clamped and squeezed tightly .. it's machine - like. dragging the other along. )
any more complaints ?
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" many have told me i don't, suppose you should take them at their word. "
and a few steps back, equalising the space between them. she's a professional, not dim.
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even worse, a favour. she's getting real tired of people thinking she's approachable, for free especially.
" i'm not interested. find a hospital. "
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she’s pouting. why do people always get so defensive! she has nooooo ill intent at all~.
“no! i just hurt my hand… i was wondering if you could take a look at it!”
@DAWNWINGSISMS tighter her grip would get with each bit of praise he provides, the more temptation she feels to rut her hips into her new little brother's face .. smother him in her cyber-kissed pussy.
" mm.
we should find a room, little brother. "
she'd whisper, with slight gyration of hip.