A headless woman dress in a simply black dress with four identical blonde heads flew through the spirit world.
With a large back over her shoulder which seems to be packing quite a lot of stuff, she traverses through the complex nature of the other dimension while scaring away anything that she approaches or come close to her.
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"So you're Gehrman Sparrow's messenger, huh, i wonder what a spirit abomination taste like?"
Roselle situated himself within the confines of the spirit world was facing Reinette Tinekker before suddenly getting choked by an invisible hand.
Cough Gasp
"I yield, i yield!" The former emperor immediately yeilded upon the result of his remark, before coughing out as he fell.
"What... do... you... want...?" She asked with an indifferent voice and a cold ass.
"That's right, bring this to Klein Moretti, it be my gift for him as a friend! Please, don't open it." Without further ado, Roselle pulled out a large heavy bag from behind and handed it the spirit.
Not intending to stay any longer, Reinette Tinekker recieve a small gold coin before leaving.
"Whew, that was dangerous!" Heaving a sigh of relief, Roselle still find such a dangerous situation to be exciting, leaving him with a hard on.
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"Grrr... I had enough with you!" Sharron pushes Arianna by the wall with considerable force while grabbing her wrists at the top of her head.
Their breasts presses onto one another, growling with each other, expressing their fury.
"He's my man too, if anything, i do have the right to have him for myself too! He choose me, too, didn't he?!" Arianna tried to back herself with a hard and truthful evidence.
But Sharron for some reason only find it more irritating and annoying.
"This bitch!"
"Kyah!"
Suddenly, Arianna felt a certain part of her upfront grabbed and fondled out of nowhere, her breasts were suddenly slapped and gropped by the blonde woman.
"My- my breasts!" Arianna squeked lightly underneath her breathe as a burning sensation were then etched deep within her as she tried to fight back, only for Sharron's hold of her to get stronger.
"You fucking cow! Are these boobs the reason he likes you so much?! Huh?! Hah?! Well i have big ones too, i let you know!" Her usually cold and indifferent expression were currently in large contrast to her facial expression.
Shouting at the top of her lungs, spit flew out and filth marked Arianna's face who could only closed her eyes and cower at the wall.
Grabbing her right breasts, Sharron presented her very own treasured lumps of fat, but it's still not as big as Arianna which only infuriates her the more she inspect the difference between theirs.
Klein feeling light headed and unable to pick himself up was still lying at the wet floor of the bathroom while drenched in either his own sweat and water from the faucet.
Until out of nowhere, his senses suddenly tingled, sensing something coming.
Arianna feeling the pain getting worse, unable to take it anymore, she slowly raised her right hand, trembling, and then.
Slip
"Aahh!!"
Trying to push Sharron away, she unknowingly lost her balance for a moment, and slips unto the wet floor, crashing her body on top of her.
Their boobs once again pressed into one another, their legs intertwined and crossed, feeling their inner thighs tangled together, a light gush of please flew as a result.
The foam from the soap kept on getting bigger as they continued to scrape with each other's bodies.
Arianna's long wet raven black hair fell and blocked Sharron's view, covering her eyesight.
The blonde puppet then didn't waste time as she tried to push Arianna away, her palm on her face.
But Arianna tried to fight back by also pushing Arianna's face down, make her taste the cold wet dirty floor, scrape that bitch.
"Grrr..." They tussled and in a bit of a bind, there was no clear for a moment until Arianna got the bright idea as she reaches out her other hand towards below, and.
Squelch
"Hnghh!!!" Pleasure came so suddenly like an unexpected alarm from below as Sharron felt a finger inserted in her hole once again, yet not from Sherlock, but with that bitch on top of her.
Unlike Sherlock's fingers, which was rough and thick, her's was soft, thin, and delicate, unexpectedly hitting the same spot which made her convulsed and climax like earlier by Sherlock.
"Don't touch me there, you bitch! Im not interested in women! Aahh!!" Her own bodily fluids leaked out, drenching her thighs in mix with the water.
It was a soft on soft contact, one could imagine, but not that it was more or less pleasureable, but more like a different kind of feel with less friction as the tip of her finger scrape the walls of her folds from within.
Sharron tried to break through the wave of incoming pleasure from getting her pussy fingered, her eyes then landed on Arianna's breasts once again.
Letting go of her hand that was holding on to push Arianna away, she reaches out her left one for her tits specifically, and immediately pulled on them.
"Eiikkk!!! My tits!"
"Hah, how does it feel you bitch!"
"Let go!" Arianna barring through the pain, screamed, while Sharron took glee in her suffering through her reaction from the unexpected pleasure.
Out of nowhere, Arianna suddenly bob her head down, with her mouth currently free from any real obstruction, she went and open wide before sucking on Sharron boobs with great suction force.
"Aagghh!!!" Sharron screamed at the combined pleasure of her tits getting bit on and her pussy getting fingered.
Her legs moved frantically in a bid to escape only for them to cross with Arianna's thicc thighs.
Arianna tried to hold on to Sharron, pinning her down.
But somehow, Sharron managed to escape.
"Get away-!"
Only for her to get pinned down again.
The two woman on the cold wet floor went on and on nonstop for quite a while, often changing positions, either trying to make each other submit through pain and ecstasy at the same time.
From sucking each others breasts, their pussies, slapping each other, it was a both a brawl, and a catfight at the same time.
"Didn't you say you only like woman?!"
"Fuck you, take out your finger, you bitch!"
"No!"
Out of nowhere, a light across the bathroom flashed before the side of their view.
"Aaahhh!!"
"Kyaahhh!!"
Momentarily stunned, they were suddenly strucky and doused with a large volume of water that covers them whole from head to toe.
Their hairs and skins glistened with wetness, and shining in pristine color after getting doused, Sharron and Arianna kneeled in front of a bathtub while Klein sat at the edge with his arms crossed, holding a small contraption, a miniature camera he would call it, and a bucket in either of his hands.
"Honestly, can you two stop fighting?" Klein with a look of dissapointment facepalmed himself with the hand holding the contraption.