"Awww...c'mon now Sugar, it can't be all that bad?" the southern girl retorts at Arina's statement of pain and suffering.  Almost cruely, she wrenches the poor girls legs further toward her, putting yet more strain on her back in an attempt to further wear down her body.  Mitsuki could get a clean scent of the other girls form, and couldn't wait to taste her with her special altered tongue.  The sun colored clothing wearing female imagined that Arina tasted every bit as good as she smelled.  "But don't you worry none now, you'll be enjoying yourself a right fine bit, soon.  Ah'promise!" she giggles in a mischevious manner, recognizing by now that Arina most likely had a very uncomfortable time going, with the front of her bikini bottoms probably digging in deeply to the thin cleft between her legs.<br/><br/><strong>Pressure: 5, Stamina 1d11, Head 8/9, Torso 7/9</strong>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=379849