<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Z50oDE3.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tserin Oakley<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Sexual Identity:</strong>Try-Sexual (You figure it out. C’mon, you’re smart, I know you can!)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>New hire Operator<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Letting Belinda skim her skinny jeans down her legs, Tserin shivered as the air in the room tickled the moist flesh of her inner thighs.  “Ohhhhhh,” she gasped as the soft cap of the shorter girl’s boom mic barely grazed her fair skin, a shiver running up her spine in reaction.  Another soft coo and gasp came from her as Belinda’s tongue teased up her hot flesh, the foam of the boom mic tip causing a knee-jerk reaction in the tall teen, making her fist Belinda’s hair and pull her mouth to the junction of her thighs firmly.<br/><br/>Tserin was lost, gone, her body knew what it wanted, and she was just along for the ride now.  She didn’t know why she sometimes reacted like she was at the moment.  All she knew was that given the right stimulation she’d turn into a raving nymphomaniac, and apparently, her phone sex chat with good ol’ Larry had kicked it off this time!<br/><br/>“Unnnghh, yesss…” The willowy ginger moaned as she rubbed her bald pussy into Belinda’s face, the little landing strip at the top tickling the other girl’s nose, willing her to finish what she’d started.  Her hips pumped slowly, grinding herself into her partner’s face as she held her firmly with a fistful of ponytail.<br/>