Kate let out a warm coo at the little squeeze, then leaned back so that she could perversely watch herself slide each inch of her girlcock, every so slowly, out of Abby's backdoor. When she finally freed herself with a light pop and a dribble of cum, she leaned back against the couch with a satisfied sigh.<br/><br/>After a brief moment she wrapped her arms around the limp Abby's waist, pulling her off of the couch arm and sitting her in the goth girls lap. Another content sigh, as she lovingly caressed the punk girl's magenta hair like one would a prized doll.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>