A different reaction

Chloe was tempted to scream. To cry. To hide in shame. But Chloe also sensed opportunity. And she refused to wilt. “So you like what you see, Marinette Dupain- Cheng? A real woman in front of you? Take a good look!” she let go of Marinette’s collar, winking at the girl before laying back, spreading her legs open. Marinette stared at her shaved pussy, her erect clit leaking love juices. Marinette’s face was flushed as she kept up her ogling vigil. Chloe grinned again, before flipping over, stretching on all fours. She noticed a wet patch against Marinette’s pink pants and noticeable points extending out of the Asian girl’s shirt.

“Ohhh, does wittle Mari have a crush on little ole me?” This comment snapped Marinette out of her trance. “Chloe! I come to talk to you and you are prancing around nude!” “I didn’t hear a no!” Chloe had to bit her lip from laughing at Marinette’s reaction. She was flustered, angry and confused. And Chloe was loving it as she distracted her with another stretch, pushing her back out and wiggling. She could see drool forming on Marinette’s lips. And an idea formed in Chloe’s mind.