Reward Art Goth and Bimbo BFF

Ok, sort of a delivery on the Goth/Bimbo artwork. Original offer was for a double BJ pic, which I'll need to hire a backup for, but the artist had some emergency stuff come up. Probably partly from me going to people who work cheaper than others... 

Done by https://twitter.com/AxlXriss_nsfw and sure can't complain about the art!

Based on these recent favorites http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/37709/Goth-and-Bimbo-BFFs  

“This is dumb,” Marla groaned as she looked around the gym.
“It’s not dumb! I just worry about you! You need to get some exercise  sometimes,” Brittany insisted. She hugged the frowning goth girl around  the side, wrapping her balloon tits around Marla’s arm. Marla sighed and  rubbed a hand on her friend’s curly black hair. “Besides, we hung out  in the basement like you like last weekend.”
“Yea, yea. Your turn to do dumbass shit with our weekend. I’m goin’…”
Nobody would have expected Marla and Brittany to hang out together. The  most popular cheerleader and the edgiest emo girl sounded like they’d be  mortal enemies, but they had gotten stuck together on a project and  quickly became BFFs. Of course, Marla hated to call them that, but  Brittany had a way of forcing it out of her when she wanted. She tended  to have much more energy than Marla had sarcastic spite.
Brittany was a peppy black girl, her dark and curly hair carefully kept  behind her head in two fittingly pompom-like twintails. Her bright blue  eyes always looked big and excited, if maybe a little vacant at times  when she was thinking too hard. She wasn’t the brightest girl, but she  made up for it with raw charm and enthusiasm. Her tight and athletic  body was kept lean and flexible, her long legs exposed by her  thigh-hugging stretchpants. Her big, dark breasts pushed at her elastic  top, leaving the very bottom of the balloon-sized boobs visible at the  edge of her gym shirt.
Marla was clearly not a regular at the gym. The pale goth girl had long  and scruffy blonde hair with the sides shaved short, most of which was  stuffed under her hoodie or hanging in her face as bangs. Half of her  bangs were dyed red, covering about a fourth of her hair with the off  color as if she had even given up halfway through her dye job. A black,  thorny vine wrapped around her forearm from wrist to elbow, going with  her black nails and matching lipstick.  She had made a token effort to  fit in with Brittany’s workout gear (which was about as much effort as  Marla was willing to put into anything) by wearing a pair of gym shorts  underneath it. They clearly hadn’t been used in a while as her wide and  round hips filled them up generously.