<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/350/1/b/mikey_by_jennyverse-d8a4qi5.jpg)</div>"Oh, Leo! MMmmmm!"  Michelangelo ran her hands over her own supple form as she felt the boy release only seconds after she did the same.  Leonardo's cock throbbed and fired jet after jet up into her wanting womb.  She could feel the hot wetness of his spunk as it coated and filled her sufficiently.  She'd never considered the possibility of becoming pregnant, but secretly she wouldn't mind bearing a child for the leader of the Turtles.  Between he and Raphael, Leo would make the best dad.  The thought made her blush just as she was pulled into a deep kiss.<br/><br/>"MMmmmmm," Mikey moaned before chuckling happily.  She lay on Leo's naked, heavy breathing form and just enjoyed the feel of his cock still wedge up into her.  She considered hopping off and licking him clean, but didn't have the energy.  The girl patted her brother's hard chest and lazily muttered, "Best.. Pranksgiving.. evaaaaar."<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/352/b/3/casey_by_jennyverse-d8a9i05.jpg)</div>A look of mock surprise crossed Casey's face.  She patted her own chest with the blade of the hockey stick, which incidentally made the girl's bust jiggle nicely.  "Wh- ME? Me. Okay, I'm using sports gear to thrash bad guys, which makes me crazy."  The girl waved her hands and bobbed her head back and forth in the widely known indication a person of less than standard sanity.  "At least I'm not green, wearing a Humphrey Bogart gettup, and a.. the hell is that, padding?"  Casey tapped Raphael's chest with the stick, making a thick tapping sound.  Her eyes went wide as she looked back up at Raph's face.<br/><br/>"Waaaaait-a-minute. That's.."  Casey spun around and made a circle in the alley before stepping back towards Raph.  She pointed at him and smiled.  "That's a freakin' shell! You're a turtle!! Holy shit, man! I heard about you guys! I thought it was some drugged out loser mistaking me for you! But you're really real! AND you do the same stuff I do! Stopping thugs, fighting crime?! Hell yeah! We shouldn't be arguing! We should drinking beer together or.. something."  Suddenly her mood changed.  The girl ran her tongue across her upper lip while her eyes ran up and down the young man.  If she had any revulsion towards his appearance, it never showed.  Casey tucked her hockey stick away and took the mask, attaching it to the bag.<br/><br/>"So, uh.. yeah."  A hand went to her head to pull away a stray lock of black hair like a school boy trying to work up the nerve to ask out a pretty girl.  "You, um.. wanna get a beer? I.. I have some.. at home? And leftover pizza. The Yankees are playing, we could catch the game."  She looked down at her feet, shuffling about.  "I mean it's just a black and white set, though.. so yeah. Maybe not."  Though it seemed Casey had lost hope, she still looked up at Raph with her head down, wondering what he would say.  Though they were complete strangers only moments ago, she was too excited to try and become friends.