Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

As Linh expected, he'd caught her leg. Oh, she'd hoped to land a shot on his groin one good blow to his thirteen inches and he'd be down, down, and where Linh would repeat her action till he didn't plan on using that for much of anything. No, the Vietnamese girl had anticipated that. What she hadn't counted on was his being able to resist her nails as they dug into his skin. She gripped hard and fast, enough that she was certain she could feel his skin breaking. But he seemed perfectly okay with bleeding down his wrist, almost seeming to laugh it off. Soon, Linh felt a hand around her neck. That almost made her laugh. Choking, really? On a girl that clearly spent some time with collars? She'd done some breathplay for entertainment with a lover or two, and nearly every musician had breath control, even a drummer like Linh. He would have had a lot more success going for one of her many piercings. That would have frozen Linh on the spot. She'd accidentally torn out an earring once, and that had hurt like hell. She didn't want to think what it would feel like to have the ring set in her stomach torn, or about her nose, or... As the bra ripped, the two impressive breasts bounded free. They weren't comically large, but considering that they were on a slim Asian girl, they looked downright huge. Each filled Peter's hand as he gripped, and likely the bra they'd been pushing at had been bordering on C. They looked almost too perfect too twin mounds of perfectly perky flesh, the same pale coloring as the rest of the punk's skin. Each had a small barbell shot through the nipple as well, keeping the slightly tanned nubs at full erection for the viewing. The sports bra had done wonders at hiding that particular piercing, though given the collection adorning Linh's body, it wasn't surprising. She didn't even want to think about what his reaction would be to the small ring about her clit. Part of Linh felt that if he found that, it was Game Over. Wow, so fucking advanced! retorted Linh. She'd barely even flinched when he'd slapped her breasts. Yeah, it had hurt, but she'd done worse to herself when she really got into drumming. No fucking wonder you don't have a fucking girl of your very own, thoughts like that, though her eyes flicked momentarily to the twins. He certainly seemed to have them in a spot two of them down, essentially drugged, the last one feeling his hand every time she swallowed. Just as Linh was about to lash out and attempt to claw again, he moved and pushed, shoving her down into the couch. The Asian fell hard, her long mane of hair splashing over her bared body, hiding her slim form in a curtain of alternating green and black. Linh looked through the curtain with blazing eyes, the promise of pain lighting her. Given the piercings, she looked capable of following through with it. The expression didn't even dim as Peter approached the twins. Yeah, because that's gonna fucking happen, snapped Linh. She sat up a little, struggling against the couch to get into a decent position. Weren't you just going on about how you fucking want the girl to struggle, asshole? And yeah, just bend over Andy and try to fuck with her. I'll just sit here and be real fucking quiet. With that, Linh lashed out with her leg again, hoping to catch him off guard. If he pulled her in close, she had her nails at the ready. They weren't there just for looks Linh knew how to scratch and claw if it came to it. He just had to pull her close enough, and she could go straight for his fucking eyes. See him get all touchy when he couldn't see.