There was no way for her to escape and, almost worse, no way for her to do anything to ease the pressure on her now achingly full bladder. Though a better question would be why were you drinking your own piss? The redhead launched forward, grazing her knees on the coarse ground. She lightly bit her tongue as she stepped over numerous thick roots, barley avoiding the occasional trips. Go get the device from Drakken! Shego's situation, although not having the distraction of pleasure, even though Kim's right leg was pressed against her crotch, but not moving, wasn't fairing much better in terms of the poop in her rear trying to leave, with her vigorous, rapid struggle to get Kim off of her. Kim sighed again before bringing up her hands, her fingers curling round the base of her black shirt.
Kim manages to hurry to her feet in time to defend herself against a rapid combo of kicks, punches and swipes, though she catches a spin-kick to the side, knocking her back to the floor.
Recommended Categories For You
Fancy meeting you here. Her teal eyes widened, clamping down her hand over her mouth to prevent the sound of a gasp, or laugh, from escaping her lips. As Ron and Drakken reached a momentary truce and tried to figure out a way to turn the machine off, Kim and Shego continued to struggle with their bodies, the fatigue of their fighting wasn't helping the matter either. The brunette smirked as she regarded it as marking her territory. As she expected, she saw her opponent's eyes widen, then a smirk spread across her face.