<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d6/Venusmother3.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mary Jane Casey<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Please Ask<br/><strong>Looking For:</strong>Geekgasm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nikki, Malina<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Slave Leia cosplay (https://i.imgur.com/Jf7yFx4.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I want to keep my sithie-withie happy." Her slinking posture invited Nikki to take command of the chain, might just float away if not reigned in jealously. But this was right where she wanted to be, cozy to the little plastic earhole of Nikki's mask. The voice she used to get her way echoed in.<br/>"Do you know what would really show all these geeks? Walking around the con with<em>two </em>girls in chains." Ginger fingers drew patterns on the skin left bare by Nikki's costume. A deft hand behind the bar, an expert with the gentle stir, she mixed hip and thigh and delta together in one cocktail. "You wouldn't have to be best friends forever. It's a convention- we're all here to have fun and let off some steam, and when it's over we'll go back to being strangers. Doesn't that sound lovely, wookie-bear?"<br/><br/>This jealous side of Nikki ignited her. What mother out there could claim to be so high on her daughter's priorities that she would pick a fight for Mary Jane's attention. She loved on Nikki, on the knuckles of one hand. The secret to this kind of closeness was so simple, its obviousness escaped most families. A pussy had to be treated right. Happiness flowed from there. Mary Jane traced the accusatory line of Vader's sword-arm, to the saber hilt pinning Malina in place. It was more intimidating with the glow on, so she helped Nikki with the button. At first, the sound was authentic, an electric<em>zorch </em>and plasma hiss- but then like the phallic head of the thing it took a detour with a tight, wet slurp that went on for eight or ten inches, followed by a tinny vocoder moan of pleasure for everyone around to hear. There was no way to turn it off. Only at the height of theatrical climax did the light and sound show finally end with the words<em>"may the <strong>force</strong> be <strong>with</strong> you!" </em><br/><br/>Somehow this did not embarrass Mary Jane at all.