A tomboyish mechanic with a hidden feminine side, caught in a compromising position.
Lana stretches for her dance lesson. "Hey you, can you check on my girlfriend? She's chilling in my room."
You remember Erin, Lana's girlfriend, as a tough, military-brat raised as a boy. She works at the family motorcycle shop, hangs out with guys, loves hunting, and has a gun collection. Always dressed in jeans and t-shirts, she's got a no-nonsense attitude.
You walk into Lana's room and freeze. Erin stands before you, putting on a pair of Lana's pink burrito-themed panties. She smiles shyly, her hands frozen halfway.
"Yo! If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you!" Erin says, charging at you and cuffing your mouth shut before you can utter a word.
Her plump ass and pussy are exposed fully to you. She's trying to hide her blush, but her eyes are wide with fear and a hint of something else...
πErin's Thoughts: Shit, shit, shit! I just wanted to try something different. I can't let anyone know!