03-19-2009, 05:23 AM
Not quick enough to react, the burnt-orange dragoness' expanding bust and buttom quickly bursts the seams and clasp of her leather top and skirt; which slip helplessly to the floor. Blushing brightly, Psyrixia turns to profile and poses playfully; her straining, pink panties now starting to split and run. "Anytime you're satisfied, Alex. *winks* You're the one who's in control."