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"Time," April groaned, as the room erupted in a chorus of cries from the girls over foul play, as the deputy quickly scrambled to his feet, a little afraid of the girls immediate response to losing the bet.
Stacy bent over on the couch. Her dripping hole was only inches from Torrie's face. Torrie leaned in and kissed Stacy's right cheek, and then the left.
"I got hot," I grinned back at her, thinking about her getting off earlier. "So your date was that bad?"
"Maybe this is all just a dream," Judy said as she shimmied her body further down his legs, pulling the boxer shorts down with her. "A wet dream!" She let them rest at his ankles, to better keep his feet together, then quickly squat-hopped back up onto his thighs. All throughout, Judy couldn't take her eyes off Aaron's appealing appendage, which was even larger than she had hoped and joggling slightly as he still struggled to unseat her, though now his efforts were much diminished. His eyes were still shut tight, and his breath was coming in desperate gasps. "I can't believe this…I can't believe this," he repeated.
As the tubular, vagina-like tentacle began to slide up and down upon Buffy's erect organ, her penis and testicles were shoved upward by the entrance of a thick, hard cock into Buffy's own pussy. She felt the petals of her labia part to admit the trespassing organ; she felt the swollen member slide deep into her cunt, into the liquid chamber of her womb. The serpentine appendage was huge! It stuffed her full, its length and girth occupying every square inch of her pussy. Never had she been so crammed full of cock. Neither Angel, Riley, Parker, nor Spike had ever occupied her so completely--and they all had pricks of a respectable, even (in the vampires' cases) extraordinary, dimensions.
"Vince who?" she asked quizzically
#
I placed it over my cock and she slowly rolled the rubber down the length of my shaft. Caroline then laid back and lifted her hips and eased her knickers down her legs. Whipping the panties away we were both there naked and looking at a naked lover for the first time. Caroline's pussy was glistening and she had a little tuft of black pubic hair that had been trimmed back. I lowered my self down on her and as she parted her legs I felt for her opening, I felt her hand touch mine and we both slowly placed the tip of my penis at her warm wet lips.
Turning to Brian, she inquired, "So, are you here to be my first client Brian?"
In our room, Kelly opened another bottle of champagne, which we all passed around. I had gone to the bathroom to fix my makeup, being sure to add lots more lipstick. I felt good as a woman, and was turned on like crazy playing the part. Back in the other room, I sat on the edge of the bed. Anthony stepped right in front of my face and pulled his black tube steak out. I gasped open mouthed in shock, staring at a thick, purple headed, eleven-inch cock. He stepped closer, taking advantage of my open mouth by placing the tip of his cock on my tongue saying to me, "You've been wanting this all night baby, take it."
"Make it fifty, buddy boy," I replied, as I studied her wonderful little body. It was nice. And her smile. . . .
"You know Uncle Bob. Most guys think they own you after you date them a few times. And I have three more years to go in school. If I dated a guy now he would want to see me all the time. And I just can't do that. Anyway, you never go out. And I know that you do not have a lady friend. So what do you do?"
"What! Thank you. What have I thanked you for?" My voice sounded weak even to me.
Good boy.
I held a baby ice cube to his balls. They shriveled up and got hard. The problem with the ice cube to the balls is that the ice melts and makes the sheets wet. This would not do so I placed a couple of ice cubes in my mouth and sucked on his balls. This way I could swallow the small amount of ice water. Mike loves it when I swallow.
Although some part of us probably should have suspected it, the sheer number of people in the conference room surprised even us. Of course, careful conditioning and days full of Nepalese powder drink kept us from being anything from the lustful, erotic, and utterly obedient slave sluts that we clearly were. As we dropped to our knees to crawl to the head of the table, taking our positions at the clits of Dora, Samantha, and the head of our division, it never occurred to us that this wasn't simply how corporate America was supposed to function. The negotiations for selling us to the highest bidder seemed a distant conversation that was not meant for our ears, although something about an "under-the-desk-job" for Martha Stewart did raise the briefest flicker of attention from me. Sensing the lapse, Dora Lynn simply pushed my head more firmly against her wet pussy until I redoubled my effort, business talk forgotten. By the conclusion of the meeting, after our Mistresses had used us thoroughly, we had tasted each other for their amusement, and we had serviced them to many, many orgasms, the idea of revenge did seem less sweet than it had at one time. I wonder what we were thinking?
"Honey...a woman knows when they are being checked out. I felt naked out there," Sherry cooed, allowing the alcohol to free up her mental restraints.
Stacy bent over on the couch. Her dripping hole was only inches from Torrie's face. Torrie leaned in and kissed Stacy's right cheek, and then the left.
"I got hot," I grinned back at her, thinking about her getting off earlier. "So your date was that bad?"
"Maybe this is all just a dream," Judy said as she shimmied her body further down his legs, pulling the boxer shorts down with her. "A wet dream!" She let them rest at his ankles, to better keep his feet together, then quickly squat-hopped back up onto his thighs. All throughout, Judy couldn't take her eyes off Aaron's appealing appendage, which was even larger than she had hoped and joggling slightly as he still struggled to unseat her, though now his efforts were much diminished. His eyes were still shut tight, and his breath was coming in desperate gasps. "I can't believe this…I can't believe this," he repeated.
As the tubular, vagina-like tentacle began to slide up and down upon Buffy's erect organ, her penis and testicles were shoved upward by the entrance of a thick, hard cock into Buffy's own pussy. She felt the petals of her labia part to admit the trespassing organ; she felt the swollen member slide deep into her cunt, into the liquid chamber of her womb. The serpentine appendage was huge! It stuffed her full, its length and girth occupying every square inch of her pussy. Never had she been so crammed full of cock. Neither Angel, Riley, Parker, nor Spike had ever occupied her so completely--and they all had pricks of a respectable, even (in the vampires' cases) extraordinary, dimensions.
"Vince who?" she asked quizzically
#
I placed it over my cock and she slowly rolled the rubber down the length of my shaft. Caroline then laid back and lifted her hips and eased her knickers down her legs. Whipping the panties away we were both there naked and looking at a naked lover for the first time. Caroline's pussy was glistening and she had a little tuft of black pubic hair that had been trimmed back. I lowered my self down on her and as she parted her legs I felt for her opening, I felt her hand touch mine and we both slowly placed the tip of my penis at her warm wet lips.
Turning to Brian, she inquired, "So, are you here to be my first client Brian?"
In our room, Kelly opened another bottle of champagne, which we all passed around. I had gone to the bathroom to fix my makeup, being sure to add lots more lipstick. I felt good as a woman, and was turned on like crazy playing the part. Back in the other room, I sat on the edge of the bed. Anthony stepped right in front of my face and pulled his black tube steak out. I gasped open mouthed in shock, staring at a thick, purple headed, eleven-inch cock. He stepped closer, taking advantage of my open mouth by placing the tip of his cock on my tongue saying to me, "You've been wanting this all night baby, take it."
"Make it fifty, buddy boy," I replied, as I studied her wonderful little body. It was nice. And her smile. . . .
"You know Uncle Bob. Most guys think they own you after you date them a few times. And I have three more years to go in school. If I dated a guy now he would want to see me all the time. And I just can't do that. Anyway, you never go out. And I know that you do not have a lady friend. So what do you do?"
"What! Thank you. What have I thanked you for?" My voice sounded weak even to me.
Good boy.
I held a baby ice cube to his balls. They shriveled up and got hard. The problem with the ice cube to the balls is that the ice melts and makes the sheets wet. This would not do so I placed a couple of ice cubes in my mouth and sucked on his balls. This way I could swallow the small amount of ice water. Mike loves it when I swallow.
Although some part of us probably should have suspected it, the sheer number of people in the conference room surprised even us. Of course, careful conditioning and days full of Nepalese powder drink kept us from being anything from the lustful, erotic, and utterly obedient slave sluts that we clearly were. As we dropped to our knees to crawl to the head of the table, taking our positions at the clits of Dora, Samantha, and the head of our division, it never occurred to us that this wasn't simply how corporate America was supposed to function. The negotiations for selling us to the highest bidder seemed a distant conversation that was not meant for our ears, although something about an "under-the-desk-job" for Martha Stewart did raise the briefest flicker of attention from me. Sensing the lapse, Dora Lynn simply pushed my head more firmly against her wet pussy until I redoubled my effort, business talk forgotten. By the conclusion of the meeting, after our Mistresses had used us thoroughly, we had tasted each other for their amusement, and we had serviced them to many, many orgasms, the idea of revenge did seem less sweet than it had at one time. I wonder what we were thinking?
"Honey...a woman knows when they are being checked out. I felt naked out there," Sherry cooed, allowing the alcohol to free up her mental restraints.
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