“Wait, don’t you like, wanna meet the other girls?” The ditzy blonde asked with a tilted head.
“Other girls?” Chelle asked.
“I can’t believe it! Another one?!” Lucy huffed.
“You share the guy with six other chicks, so what?” Lana asked.
“It’s just... he’s never found any two of us so close together.” Christina said hugging herself.
“And not all of us get along... I for instance, cannot stand a boorish, sloppy, arrogant little unladylike brat.” Marinette frowned.
“Feeling’s mutual, Frenchy!” Lucy snipped.
“Hey Sammy, I found your bra you lost!” Jamie chirped.
“That’s not mine.” Sam said with a raised eyebrow.
“Really? It’s your, like, size.” Jamie said.
“That’s mine.” Chelle said as she slipped her bra and shirt back on.
“Oh... hi.”
“We’re over here.” Lucy said, “What are you, blind?”
Chelle lifted her shades and frowned.
“Sorry.” Lucy said quietly.
“That was Lucy.” Jamie smiled. “Then there’s Marinette, she’s super fabulous!”
“Why thank you, darling.” The French fashionista smiled as she got up and shook hands.
“There’s Lana, she’s cool but she, like, stinks like my granny’s ashtray.” Jamie greeted.
“I can quit anytime I want.” The punk mumbles under her breath.
“There’s Christina, she’s super sweet.” Jamie smiles.
“Hello.” The redhead shyly greeted.
“And here’s Sam, she’s a police lady and Colin’s first girlfriend.” Jamie smiled.
“Nice to meet you, Chelle.” Sam grinned.
“Same... you guys get NASCAR by the way?” Chelle asked as she flicked the TV on.
“Don’t you wanna do round two with Colin?” Jamie asked.
“Marinette said that it’s her turn.” Chelle shrugged.
Colin moaned as Marinette rubbed her silk smooth breasts against his throbbing rod, sucking the tip hungrily as cum gushed our her mouth and all over her bust.
“Hey! It was our turn, Princess!!!!” Lucy yelled.
“Oh please...” Marinette scoffed with a mouthful of cum. “You could never pleasure him like zis.”
“Yeah, because I have something better!” Lucy smirked.
She yanked the French fashionista away, pulling her shorts down to her knees and jamming his dripping cock up her ass, pumping back and forth against it.
“Thanks for lubing it up!” The brunette tomboy smugly grinned.
Marinette stormed off for the bathroom, cum dripping off her chest as she slammed the door.
“Man, you guys must have some weird fights.” Chelle commented.
“What’s weird is Colin having sex with three of us in a row and not being tired.” Sam said.
Little did they know, the weirdness would pick up from here....