Rapture pulled me down and down and down. I wouldn’t be a futa at the same time as my sister, but I would still be able to fuck her and breed her. xnx I milked her futa-dick. “Just staring at that yummy cock,” I purred, licking my lips. I sat up, still kneeling on my seats, my shins feeling the cold. “Yes, you are,” B said, though her lips didn’t move. My moans echoed through the classroom. God, it was the most boring, tedious stuff. “No way! Marcie!” I squeaked over and over. “You’re going to make me a futa like my older sister!”
“Not quite like your older sister,” the futa-fairy purred, her wings fluttering behind her. I whimpered, my pussy clenching. My pussy clenched on B’s futa-cock as I stared at my new shaft. She rammed her cock into the depths of my asshole.
