Commission I got of my OC Lynn in an alternate outfit, the full package anyone could ask for in a B/W swollen sexy latex tightsuit finish given her punk and rock influences. Though it looks like she bit off more than she could take, poor little laces.
Walking into the dimly lit club you motion over to your friend to grab a seat right in front of the glass stage. The slight scent of expensive cigars and liquor is in the air as your friend nervously pulls back the two red and black chairs, sitting in the left one and looking all around the room as he adjusts his collar. "Hey Tom, how about that girl on the stage huh?", you call over to him as you slide into the seat on his right. Nudging him in the direction of a rather generously curvy stripper spinning around a pole on the middle of the stage, her huge breasts swaying a
The engines on the transport rumbled as it neared the landing pad, thrusters rotating as it slowed its forward movement and settled down roughly on the metal platform. A cadre of armed guards approached as the ramp dropped, revealing a motley crew of prisoners. The youngest among them was Tanya, a girl barely out of her teens with short black hair with blue forelocks, wearing the orange jumpsuit she was given after her arrest mere days prior. She fancied herself an artist, but the police of were the belief that her works were fomenting sedition against the planetary govern
