The goth sat down at Colin’s table and waved.
“Ohhhh... hey.” Colin said, “What happened back there? With the ladder and stuff, I mean.”
“I think I saw something in you.” Tina said.
“Menus?” A waitress asked.
“Two I guess...” Colin replied.
Colin horked down his chicken fried steak as Tina calmly finished up her french onion soup.
“Guess you’d better get back to work now...” Colin said as he spotted the clock, turning and calling out “CHECK PLEASE!”
“I want you to meet me in my car.” Tina said as Colin handed the waitress his card.
“Sorry sir, this card’s been declined.” The waitress said.
“I paid last week!” Colin groaned.
“I’ll pay.” said Tina.
“Thanks for spotting me there... why’d you come here by the way?” Colin asked.
“After that shelf nearly crushed you, something told me to make sure you were okay.” Tina said, “I guess I’m fond of you.”
She got Colin into her backseat, making him realize just how dark her windows were.
“Why’d you bring me back here?” Colin asked.
Without a word, the goth took her uniform off and unhooked her bra.
Colin day there slack jawed at the porcelain pale Ds in front of him, teased by those big tan nips.
“Take off your pants.” Tina blushes, “P-Please.”
Colin obeyed without a thought, his hardened schlong smacking her right in the face.
Colin moaned as Tina mashed her tits against his dick whilst she sucked it hungrily. The pressure built up as they swelled in the goths hands, equaling Christina’s massive rack in minutes. Her lips plumped up to a perfect “o” as she pumped them up and down his member with increased libido. Her waist slimmed as her slacks began to strain and tear against her swelling ass cheeks. Her figure was now identical to the stacked ginger nerd, with nicely manicured black nails to boot.
Colin bellowed as he let his load loose.
Tina wiped and licked the cum splattered all over her massive tits with extreme vigor.
“Woah... I could go for that again...” Colin panted.
“You may have me whenever you wish, my master.” The goth smiled adoringly.
“And that was my day.” Colin finished as his new goth girlfriend stood behind his chair rubbing his shoulders.
“Looks like it was good after all.” Sam smiles.
“Guess it was.” Colin smiled.