Lord of the Pompons
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Kim Possible › Het- Male/Female › Kim/Ron
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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19,807
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28
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Currently Reading:
1
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Wet revelations
"Good day, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to Transatlantic Airways Flight 365 to the Dominican Republic. We hope you enjoyed your trip so far and would be glad if you'll choose our airline once again for future vacations."
"Allright, let's go visit the rasta!" yelled an exited Ron Stoppable.
"Ron, rasta is a religion...and we're net going to Jamaica if you meant that." stated a relaxed Kim Possible, crime-fighting heorine and best friend of Ron.
"Oh who cares KP, I am just totally psyched! I mean would you have ever thought that they would invite us to the international cheerleading cup? Everyone on this planet is going to see my bon-diggity moves!"
"Yeah, I can't believe the Mom convinced me to leave the Kimunicator at home. This will really be the first vecation without crazy henchmen running after me!" she cried.
"Yeah...poor Rufus, sitting at home with food poisoning. Stupid cheap cheese from that supermaket down the road. I tell you KP, never trust those Russians! They might be famous for their Vodka but definately not for their cheese!"
"Yeah yeah...man look at this! A private jet just for our squad and no Mr. Barkin! This is so spankin'!"
"Yeah thats strange, they have money for a private jet but not for getting new chefs at our school...well who cares! Let's have some fun!"
-
Just a few feet away Bonnie Rockwaller, Tara Strong and the rest of the squad were gossiping about the newes hotties in school and those they could meet during their vacation.
Unseen from the rest of the females Tara would turn her eyes hidden behind her platinum hair towards a cute freckeled blonde and just stare at him dreamily. Yes, she had it bad for him.
Sometimes during lunch she would just look at him and dream about things. That she would be together with him, holding hands, kissing, making out, making l-...yes she also had wet dreams about him. Some of them were very wet. For example that she would be on her hand and knees and Ron would just fuck the crap out of her from behind...and that was just a harmless one.
A rather dirty one was that she would be his slave. She would be clothed in tight lingerie and would obey his every command. If he wanted, she would blow him for hours or would let him pump her pussy while he was spanking her ass or ripping at her hair to get more of his cock inside of her. Oh she was just getting wet thinking about it!
Is was astounding that such a nice girl like Tara had such a nymphomaniac approach in her. It was just that that she was too shy to ask him out or even talk to him in private. 'Humans can dream, can't they' she thought to herself.
But she had no idea that some of her wettest dreams were about to be fulfilled, because the plane was starting to shake violently showing that something was wrong.
"Allright, let's go visit the rasta!" yelled an exited Ron Stoppable.
"Ron, rasta is a religion...and we're net going to Jamaica if you meant that." stated a relaxed Kim Possible, crime-fighting heorine and best friend of Ron.
"Oh who cares KP, I am just totally psyched! I mean would you have ever thought that they would invite us to the international cheerleading cup? Everyone on this planet is going to see my bon-diggity moves!"
"Yeah, I can't believe the Mom convinced me to leave the Kimunicator at home. This will really be the first vecation without crazy henchmen running after me!" she cried.
"Yeah...poor Rufus, sitting at home with food poisoning. Stupid cheap cheese from that supermaket down the road. I tell you KP, never trust those Russians! They might be famous for their Vodka but definately not for their cheese!"
"Yeah yeah...man look at this! A private jet just for our squad and no Mr. Barkin! This is so spankin'!"
"Yeah thats strange, they have money for a private jet but not for getting new chefs at our school...well who cares! Let's have some fun!"
-
Just a few feet away Bonnie Rockwaller, Tara Strong and the rest of the squad were gossiping about the newes hotties in school and those they could meet during their vacation.
Unseen from the rest of the females Tara would turn her eyes hidden behind her platinum hair towards a cute freckeled blonde and just stare at him dreamily. Yes, she had it bad for him.
Sometimes during lunch she would just look at him and dream about things. That she would be together with him, holding hands, kissing, making out, making l-...yes she also had wet dreams about him. Some of them were very wet. For example that she would be on her hand and knees and Ron would just fuck the crap out of her from behind...and that was just a harmless one.
A rather dirty one was that she would be his slave. She would be clothed in tight lingerie and would obey his every command. If he wanted, she would blow him for hours or would let him pump her pussy while he was spanking her ass or ripping at her hair to get more of his cock inside of her. Oh she was just getting wet thinking about it!
Is was astounding that such a nice girl like Tara had such a nymphomaniac approach in her. It was just that that she was too shy to ask him out or even talk to him in private. 'Humans can dream, can't they' she thought to herself.
But she had no idea that some of her wettest dreams were about to be fulfilled, because the plane was starting to shake violently showing that something was wrong.