Anon - Rarity, What Are You Doing?

>"R-rarity! what are you doing?!" Twilight exclaimed as the fashionista cupped her breasts.
"Just taking your measurements, darling." replied Rarity, her breath coming in more heavily.
>"O-oh... it feels... strange..." remarked Twilight, feeling her pulse begin to race at the touch.
>Rarity's hands continued to caress and squeeze her, making Twilight to pant softly.
"I'm nearly done with your chest, but I think you'll like where I 'measure' next."

>Twilight shivered as Rarity's hands drifted down slowly; making sure to leave a delicate trail of touch as she glided to Twilight's inseam.
>"Rarity..."
>The more experienced partner of intimacy hushed Twilight with some seductive shushes and rested her chin on Twilight's shoulder.
>She nibbled on the flustered eggheads ear lobe, gently moving the squishy lobe back and forth between her teeth.
>"Darling I give my word as a lady that you will every moment of this."
>Twilight's lip quivered, but she was also moaning as Rarity started rubbing the top of Twilight's thigh.
>Then when Twilight was so entranced by Rarity's soft touch, so lost in her fantasy, so invited by her friends warm breath on her neck.
>That's when Rarity - in one swift motion - pulled down Twilight's skirt and panties.
>And Twilight's erect member bounced out of the fabric; up and down like a diving board, and wet at the tip.
>"Did you really think that none of the girls in school had noticed that gargantuan bulge of yours?"
>Rarity trailed off Twilight's shoulder and got on her knees before the egghead.
>"I simply had to measure it."
>She pulled out a strand of measuring tape and a bit of drool escaped the side of her mouth.
>"I had to know just exactly what you had down there."
>Rarity gasps cause it's over thirteen inches.
>Then day fug.
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