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Riri followed Yumeko into her personal quarters, who shut and locked the door promptly afterwards with a rushed air of profession.
"You know the drill. I need a mask swap." Yumeko panted, straight to the point, "Any more edging and it'll soak through my uniform, so lets be quick about this~"
Riri nodded and reached up to pull her mask off as her classmate hurriedly stripped away the lower half of her uniform. Yumeko swiftly pulled away the last piece of cloth from her pussy, trailing slick fluid down her legs as she stepped out of the red garment - Riri's mask.
Riri handed her current mask over to Yumeko and watched hungrily as the woman stepped both feet into either side of the face garment and slowly hoisted it up her well-built legs, stretching tightly past her fat thighs and coming to rest against her bulging, barely-contained pussy.
Yumeko's legs shuddered a little and she giggled in glee, her privates squeezed tight against the fabric infused with Riri's breath. She was already leaking and Riri couldnt help but fantasise about tasting it.
As if reading her mind, Yumeko handed Riri's other mask back to her. It was her red patterned one, which had become a favourite of hers, although the inside had been discoloured a little. Yumeko had probably pissed a little this time during her usual day or two of fapping. There was even some hairs still left in there, but Riri didn't mind the occasional bush strand for her tongue to play around with during the silent moments of conversation.
Yumeko would usually finger-blast herself to images of either Kira or Riri's personal Instagram, like any cleavage in her selfies or old family photos of her and Kira together, so at least half of the slime about to coat Riri's lips was dedicated to her. A nice thought.
She strapped what had practically become Yumeko's soiled panties back into her face and breathed in deep. Musky and disgusting, just as always. Riri moaned in her exhale, deeply satisfied.
"Satisfied?" Yumeko spoke smugly, "I know I am."
She always knew what to say and what Riri liked. This girl was very good at reading people...
Yumeko flexed and bent over, stretching Riri's mask further across her enormous ass. Its like she was putting on a show for her as repayment. Or maybe she wanted Riri to soil her damn pants too...
...she should probably go meet back up with her girlfriend later.
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As Mary kissed her girlfriend on her lips, she could feel a sticky warmth covering them that trailed as the girls' lips parted. Mary knew that smell and that taste already.
"God Riri, when will Yumeko stop insisting on this little bargain of yours??" Mary scoffed, jealous it wasn't her fluid soaking the mask.
Riri didn't speak back at first, simply applying her mask back on and giving Mary a sly glare. She then spoke softly, "You said you were fine with it."
"It's... a little hot, yes." Mary flushed slightly in her defense, "But that doesn't mean I can't be jealous!"
"I'm following through with a bet." Riri spoke, arms folded back behind her again "I'll see if you can maybe join it, if you wish~"
Riri then promptly left, leaving a flushed Mary thinking at the prospect of tasting both her girlfriend AND her initial crush...