" Dude, you are the one agreeing to everything! "

" How about I tell everyone I fucked your mom, but your boypussy was tighter?
Would ya let me put you on a leash then? "

" If ya promise to let me jerk off with your thighs and cum in your underwear before lecture hall everyday, I'll give ya a whole day without your mom jokes.~ "

" Bro, I was gonna make pancakes. "

" I'll make ya both breakfast tomorrow as long as you can empty my nuts. "

" You've got a choice. Once I finish nutting in her, I'll use her liquid like lube to fuck you and tell ya how good you are.

I mean that is if ya want encouragement that badly. "

" I said what I said. "

The first ball would pulse gently against the others lips, throbbing with need, but once the other began being worked on it was certainly pulsing harder. Blood flow clearly becoming a lot more fluid, her cock hardening even more.

" Mmm... You should throat it.~ "

Rachel would continue to get those needy moans, like applause to the woman for her good work. Her mouth opening up slightly, a bit of drool escaping from the lack of focus.

" Fuccck... Even my nuts? Mmm... You've totally done this before haven' ya? Yer a freak.~ "

Kates hips wiggling with the enjoyment... But words didn't come out. For once the loud mouth punk was entirely silent... but her eyes had glint to them...

This was just another manipulation, well... Kate thought it was. If it worked or not was the real question.

Kate wouldn't stop her, simply putting the phone down, a sign of good will. Before she'd lean against the nearby wall, relaxing... She'd given enough orders...

As the tongue peaked out and dragged across the tip, Rachel's ears would be greeted with a low humming moan.

Offering the phone down to the woman with a big grin.

" I don't keep images without consent...~
Annnnn' I also only think its fair; You've seen an' put yer mouth on my goods. I should totally get to do the same. Unless yer selfish.~ "

That taunting tone, back in full power.

Kate would bring her camera up, snapping the picture... Oddly, this punk was pretty good at photography, because she captured a sense of trial and lust in the others look. Before she'd turn her hips to the side... taking the massive mound from her hands.

Humor, she clearly had practiced this to break potiental tension. After all it was shocking to see the size for some people, some even had walked away.

" You should kiss the tip an' let me get a pic. I'll put a black bar across your eyes! "

-- while it may have looked hypnotic it was clearly meant to get the boxers the rest of the way off.

" Alright, welcome to Kate's bitch stick ride. Keep yer hands on the cock or my body at all times, and we'll make sure ya walk away with my number at the end.~ "

Flopping free from the bounds of the boxers, a mass... certainly nothing that would be impossible; Ten inches if messured, thick as a can, with large veins that lightly thrumbed from the exposure of air.
The wiggle of her hips caused it to dangle in front of the blonde for a second, but--

As her hand reached out, Kate's hands would move down flopping the throbbing solid mass into her hands.

" Oops! Well, you know I have to prove that too. "

Kate would just put her hands on her hips, smirking as she waited.

" It could be a sock, if you weren't a dumbass you'd make sure. Ya know? Before your cunt started gettin' wet from potentially nothing. "