Through the haze of kissing and writhing and groping (the camera-gadget was now abandoned on the floor), Kate didn't see the rock chick coming over until it was too late. She released an uncharacteristically feminine moan as her hair was pulled, then squirmed as her mismatched nipple piercings were abused and she even got a caress to her eager shaft.<br/><br/>She knew by the breasts pressed against her back, then by the voice, that it was Abby. And that was quite a proposition. Only a fool could turn that down... and her body was so hot, so tingly... and oh,<b>fuck</b>, when Abby twisted her piercings like that....<br/><br/>But then Abby would win, wouldn't she? Use Kate's lust to get what she wanted? Control her? And how could she possibly abandon Amy and Suzu when they were both so cute and warm and naked, and there was the kissing, and Suzu's breasts felt so warm and firm in her hands....<br/><br/>She had to keep her wits about her. She was Kate, the goth from hell, a dick-swinging sociopath that nobody wanted around. She'd earned that reputation and giving in to Abigail, basically allowing the punk girl to pimp her out, would bring that all tumbling down. She turned and caught Abby by the waist, pulling her close to whisper into her ear:<br/><br/>"I'll make you a deal. If you, Amy, and Suzu all get my dick wet -- with your mouths -- all at the same time... then I'll fuck Sonya with it. Double dare."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>