The garment was the perfect wedding of funeral dress and bridal gown; a marriage of somber severity and elegant exuberance, intertwined not seamlessly, but rather with every seam lovingly tailored to draw out and complement these details. The hem was a stunning flowery composition of eyelet lace, making it difficult to tell where the fabric ended and that embroidered lace began. The accessories were equally impressive—that same girlfriend intricate bouquet pattern evident in the lace of the dress wrapped about the black stockings Stephanie slipped up her legs, and had also been hand-tooled into the supple leather of the corset. Despite feeling her breaths fall shorter at the tightness as Stephanie carefully laced her into the bodice, Kelly couldn’t help but admire the phenomenal shape it gave her. How much did Brian actually spend on this? Sliding her lace-stocking fitted feet into the rather simple pair of glossy black mary janes, Stephanie buckled the footwear for her and the outfit was complete. “Kelly… Kelly, oh my god, ” Stephanie exclaimed, adjusting her glasses before stepping further back for a better look. “You look amazing. ” Kelly couldn’t help but agree. She’d been mocking the costumes and outfits yesterday at the convention, but this Noblesse Oblique gothic lolita outfit wasn’t anything even she could poke allure fun at. It was gorgeous, and it exuded a macabre gracefulness that seemed to magnify Kelly’s own unique charm. There was a strange, powerful thrill at seeing herself dolled up in it, a sense of significance, an air of gravitas tight pussy that left a startling impression. There had been times yesterday when she’d felt a little tight like a goddess striding among the various geeks at the convention; now she felt a whole lot more like one, by several orders of magnitude. She felt like she’d be able to stop passersby in their tracks with a mere look, like she could adorable make someone break into a cold sweat with her casual glance. Horrifyingly beautiful… with just a touch of malicious magnificence, she thought, and unleashed a haunting, evil smile. “Oh my god,” Stephanie repeated, a silly expression on her face. “Kelly, that looks so good on you. I, I really mean it. Washington obeys and I realise that I’m panting as I push my loins against girlfriend his mouth. So... how did I get all clean, and changed?” Now you may be wondering how I already know her name without her needing to introduce herself or anything. I’d never been naked in front of a boy—never even done more than French kiss a boy, so I’d surely never given a blowjob. When he was done Ryan got up and told me that he needed to go and pee. I kiss all over her cleavage, my fingers moving to caress her pussy through her panties. Tina asked a little nervously. I tried to meet his thrusts but he was too heavy. I ignored them, but my face was starting to go red. adorable Master smiled, flipped her short skirt up and pushed his hard on deep in her hot wet pussy and tight pussy fucked her hard as she grunted and moaned. Well trained, and with plenty of practice, Ashley remained still as I continued to cuddle and allure caress her. “I believe we know each other very well in a biblical tight sense,” she laughed, “And now we are intimated you must call me “M” like mama does. I smiled and looked back down at my breakfast plate.