<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/bf/9b/f2/bf9bf297795d2aeeff3644270a46a6e7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Karumi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Couples home<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>tank top and shorts<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Sakurako, open<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">TF TIME!!!!</span><br/><hr/><br/>"Yeah....sorry about that" she said for probably the three hundreth time, stroking the small of her baby dolls back. How was she supposed to know a non drinker was a lightweight?<br/><br/>Suddenly the numbs turn to pain, and Karumi groaned, she pushed her lover aside and rolled into the floor, a hand on her crotch and one on her chest. The pain subsides somewhat as another sensation took over, horniness.<br/><br/>Without rymhe or reason pornographic images flooded her mind, and hands began rubbing where they as she enveloped in cold sweat.<br/><br/><br/>Then it stop. Karumi didn't know how long she laid there between the coffee table and cuddlecouch, but as soon she sat up she realized there was something extra in her hands. Looking down, a tinge of happiness filled as red crossed her face; a pair of firm lumps resting where her DFC used to be.<br/><br/>In her other hand...well, she slid it down her shorts to check "mmm!" It was a moan of both surprise and arousal. She needed to be sure, and she needed her lovers confirmation. Standing, up she took a breath and let her shorts fall to her ankles. "S-s-s--sakurako....baby?" She called out while checking to see how she was.