“When did… Kelly, her hair . When did it…?” There wasn’t a single strand of blonde left to Mms be found in that shoulder-length fluffy tangle of Stephanie’s pink hair. “Oh my God,” Kelly realized, eyes widening in shock, yanking a hand out of her own jeans and absent-mindedly wiping them on the comforter. She swore, working her way out from between Stephanie and the headboard. “I, uh… fuck, I wasn’t paying attention… to that, anyways. Dye left over from wearing that headband seeped out even further…?” “I don’t think so,” Brian said, tracing a hand gently down Stephanie’s body to slightly spread the girl’s thigh. “Look.” That tiny patch of Stephanie’s pubic hair was also now the same shade of vivid pink. “What the--” Kelly began. “Stephanie?” Brian called, leaning over the girl. “Are Bhabhi you alright?” “What the hell’d you do?” Kelly asked, leaning in indian for a closer look. india “You were watching the whole time, right? You didn’t notice anything… weird?” “I noticed plenty of weird things,” Kelly rebutted, glancing him up and down. “You were like, melting muff there. She just came on your face, dude. How’d you do that? I mean, I know how you did it, I’ve done it once or twice, but never like…” “That’s… not that weird,” Brian said distractedly. “Her hair’s pink, Kelly. All of it.” “I dunno, maybe she has some like, condition or something. Albino?” “Albinism isn’t… instantaneous, and as Scandal desi far as I know, it’s never bright pink, either?” “Well gee, sorry for not havin’ all the answers. You were the one who made her pink. You were the one with her every time it happened, right?” Kelly pointed out, shifting the rest of the way out from beneath the limp girl. “Hell, we pretty much know why it happened too. Either it’s you touching her or getting her turned on or… something like that.” “I…” Well, it’s hard to argue with that. “Stephanie?” Still slightly panting, her eyes were slowly able to flick up and focus on him, but she wasn’t able to answer yet. “Damn though, uh, fuck having that massage later, can I try getting a little of what she had instead?” Kelly asked earnestly, “I don’t know that I really even expected anything, but uh, wow, if that feels even a tiny bit as good as it looks…” “I--” Stephanie croaked between breaths, “I…” Still trembling a bit, she’d finally regained control of herself and tried to sit up, a silly smile floating across her face. “Stephanie?” Brian asked again. “I… didn’t say you could stop yet,” Stephanie managed finally, breathing out slowly. “That was…” Her face still completely flushed and unable to hide her beaming smile, she dreamily met worried gaze. “Okay, well,” Kelly mumbled eagerly. I asked as I took the offered towel from Sheila's hands and fluff-dried my thinning mane. This was going to be his first stop. Mms Our drinks were great and the meal was even better. She shoves my head as she pulls away and walks over to fill up a thermos of coffee. Lucy was sobbing as her body Scandal was wracked by one orgasm after another. He was invited to her room tomorrow night. "Now, Lisa, you know you've been wantin' my dick for a long time now. I stared at the manager as I slowly unfastened my skirt. It smelled wonderful. While she waits for me to relax she takes some lube and rubs it india on the shaft of her cock. “Wow!” I indian exclaimed when she pulled her t-shirt over her head, “Awesome tits!” Anna took the money out of her stocking top. Everyone slept in late on Sunday and the five of us fixed a nice brunch for the Mistresses and Master Jeremy to eat out by the pond. "I did not mean to anger you lord sir, I await your punishment." That caught me off guard. We got back to my apartment. Then both girls reclined on the divans and opened their legs in invitation. Bhabhi The universal sign of a woman ready to be mounted. He began pulling the straps down around my shoulders, I kept looking down at the dancefloor as he exposed me. “Like this. “Okay,” I said, trembling. We desi kissed, Heather, a nice hot kiss.”