"Don't look now" She whispers tersely "But I've been hearing some serious fapping going on behind that wall". Kait had just been giving Ashlynn a deep tissue massage inside a seemingly abandoned photobooth. Kaitlynn had been noticing the most distinct sorts of self pleasure sounds joining them in the booth and she thought to tip Ash off.
Ash's eyes widen but the grin stays firmly plastered on her face, her one hand pinching her nipple underneath her outfit and her other reaches for her clit. Kait sits on Ash's thigh, grinding herself on it "That idea turn you on sugar? Are you itching to take it a step further?" To this, Ash nods gently and raises her legs to give Kait more purchase.
She reaches for a hook inside of Ash's bra, the only thing holding the flimsy thing up, and pulls it out. The flap of fabric falls over revealing her huge breasts, which Kait immediately takes a handful of. She grips the wrist of Ash's other hand and bringing it to her own, smaller and perkier breast. Ash absolutely loves her fuck buddy's tits, while they are smaller than hers, they're so soft and firm and her nipples are so tantalizing. She happily starts kneading and teasing them
Kait at least seems to love teasing Ash's tits, pushing them up and massaging them. She gives a delicate moan while sliding her lips back and forth on Ash's leg "We should've just been banging in the car all day if you were this horny..."
"But, I want to show off our outfits too..." she moans her words out, her tits are so sensitive to the touch.
Kait moans "...but we're not really doing that holed up in here, are we?" She points out slyly, pulling her leg into Ash's space "Just me... you..." at this point they eye a curious boxcutter sawing through the wall of the booth. Ash is panting with her mouth wide open, trying to regain her composure. Her hand gestures to Kait toward the knife in the wall "and whoever that is."
Kait glances briefly, then raises an eyebrow to Ash "Fun over already?" she mutters.
Ash nervously giggles and strokes her hair "I'm not so sure about that sis..."
"What's the play? We run away, or charge forward guns blazing?"
"What if we just see what happens?" Ash slides to the floor, lifting Kait just a bit to get the room necessary.
"Not really my style sis..." The Boxcutter gets to work opening a hole now, a rhythmic saw motion bringing the blade through slowly. Someone's opening up a hole no more than 4 inches wide by the looks of it
Ash gets as close as she can without touching the blade with her eye, trying to see if she can peer through to the other side. The piece of wall falls away, and Ash is looking into an eye shining through the new hole. It's roughly waist level, so Ash needs to kneel to look this closely.
Ash giggles excitedly, "It seems we had a perverted little voyeur watching us sis...."
"Ugh, what the fuck?" She instantly melts into the 'bad cop' role, kicking the screen wall hard and shaking the whole booth "What the fuck are you doing in there creep?!" The guy inside squeals, backing away from the hole and retreating into what darkness is available to him
Ash yanks her sister down with her, whispering "Don't you see Kate? We don't have to stop having fun at all,"
Kait contemplates the possibility of fucking a weird guy she just met. She doesn't have to for long: "Yeah but the gig will be up if we don't haggle with him a bit, you've got to play your side of it, be gracious-- when I go low, you go high-- you get me?"
While the two girls are discussing, "D-Don't hurt me-- or report me-- I'm a journalist!" The man in the box pleads with them.
Ash addresses him, putting on her best bubbly giggle "A journalist huh? What might you be reporting on here then?"
"All the beautiful and gorgeous cosplay at this event-- This whole rig is custom built, I've been sending pics to my hard drive back in my room wirelessly, and I'll have a whole--"
Kait kicks the wall again "There's rules against taking pictures without people's permission fuck'o! The organizers hear one word about this and you're through!"
