Minutes later, Stocking was at the entrance to Panty's bedroom, peeking in to see what her fellow angel was up to. The blonde in question was sprawled out naked on her bed, snoring loudly as a worn-out but pleased-looking random guy was lying at her side. Knowing that her sister slept soundly enough that she wouldn't be able to wake her if she actually wanted to, Stocking simply walked into the room, and motioned for the guy to leave. The guy didn't try to argue the matter as he snuck out of the bedroom, picking up only what clothes had managed to end up on his path towards the door, grateful that he had managed to get his turn with Panty without getting beaten to a pulp for some reason or getting caught up in one of the crazy situations that Daten City was known for.
With Panty's latest conquest gone, Stocking regarded the blonde for a few moments. Panty's pussy was on full display, still wet enough that it glistened in the light, and the slight buds of her breasts - which Panty claimed were so much better than Stocking's glorious, plushy rack, the nerve! - rising and falling with each noisy breath. With a smirk, the goth sweets-maniac waved the gloves into the room, and on cue, they floated in, looking like a pair of disembodied hands. Stocking gave a quick whisper to her new find, and with that, the handwear propelled itself towards Panty, already making pervy grabbing motions in anticipation of what they were going to do next.
Tue Jun 13 00:09:43 2017