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  • Then she went to wake Erica. She brought young Erica to consciousness by licking the sleeping girl's pussy until it started to generate its own moisture, and then painfully biting sucking down on Erica's clitoris. Erica jerked upright in a haze of arousal, pain and fear, which Laura knew was a good way to keep her girlfriend pliable and obedient. She pulled Erica out of bed, showered her (her face still smelled like Laura's cunt), and then proceeded to dress her. Erica, scared but submissive, let Laura pick out clothes and then obediently put them on, despite the slutty choices Laura was making. For a start, Erica was going without underwear. Laura had stolen the last of Erica's lingerie anyway so Erica didn't have any to wear. She found Erica an old white button-up shirt. It had been through so many washes that it had worn very thin in front, and Erica's breasts were clearly visible through it, particularly the dark circles of her areolae and her perky nipples. In massage-creep addition, it had last been worn by a slightly thinner Erica, and now Erica's somewhat fattier tits bulged against it obscenely. It was designed to be worn with a bra, and looked whorish without one. As a last step, Laura took a pair of scissors and carefully weakened the strings holding all the buttons in place. Erica watched Laura do it and said nothing. For a skirt, Laura found the shortest one in the closet. In was designed to ride low on the hip, exposing much of the panty line (if Erica had been wearing panties) but the hemline was high too. It mostly concealed the cunt and ass when Erica was standing still, but Laura found with delight that when Erica walked, the motion of her legs caused it to ride up and completely reveal her groin. Erica tried to counteract this by tugging at the hem as she walked, and Laura laughed when this motion pulled the skirt off entirely, making it slip off Erica's hips and fall to her ankles, leaving her naked from the waist down. There was also no way to sit down in the thing without it riding up to above the hips. Laura accessorized the outfit with some of her own stockings. Laura didn't often wear stockings but she had a few. This pair were designed to masseuse clip to a garter belt to hold them up. Laura clipped the outer clasps to the inside-top of the skirt, creating an constant elastic downwards pull on the entire skirt that would need to be countered by actively pulling it upwards from time to time, and she clipped the inside clasps onto Erica's labia, which stretched Erica's pussy lips outwards painfully and displayed the pink inner folds of her twat in a very attractive way. The second to last step was a pair of very high heels that left Erica teetering and wobbling. Laura kissed Erica on the lips and told her she looked beautiful, booty and then gave Erica the last step - one of her aphrodisiac pills. She didn't even hide this one from Erica - just popped it in masseur her lover's mouth and told her to swallow. Erica obeyed. Laura looked at what she had created. Erica looked like a walking invitation to rape - a woman whose only thoughts were of being degraded and fucked - and Laura knew that when the pill kicked in in an hour or so, that's exactly what Erica would be. If you can have the tables done Saturday morning, Philip will be home Friday evening. Gloria guided the woman to her back, never breaking eye contact. I don't think you'll be needing that," Sheila called and stepped out from the rocky shadow and squinted down the barrel of her 30.06 Kimber Mountain Ascent rifle as she aimed at a spot between Fitzwater's eyes. tomorrow. The sight of this gorgeous, plump, busty Venus, violating herself with the dildo made me ass cheeks tense, and I pulled harder on my masseur cock, and I wished it was me inside her, milking my load for her to cream inside her pussy. She stood naked by the mirror on the wall beside the bed as she painted her full lips with a young tiny booty brush. She took it quite well." He held my hips tightly and released his semen thread by thread deep into my womb which dripping over my pussy walls. minus the bikini top.” Proof to his nation that I had utterly cuckolded him. Girls? "Oh, oui! I grabbed the branch and pulled myself up so that my waist was over the branch. I almost took half of it and couldn't believe it. On her way back to her chair, Marline giggled and said to Tina, "I don't masseuse think he expected to find us naked." There was a suppressed gasp from the group when the last passenger stepped into the light and came to stand beside them and Natalya heard her own voice breathe the name, “Serakh”. I breathed in, smelling a mix of hot cunts as my body shivered through my flesh. Mine was just on top of his. CRACK! The investigation lasted a lot longer, and Phil almost got in trouble for their age gap even if she had massage-creep consented, but luckily some bylaws or something saved his ass. “But that's too much.” That look gave me such a rush. It was only a matter of time before the method of her break-down appeared. “That must be it,” Ekaterina agreed, “You have Ten seconds and then I shall scream!” “I’m sure the girls had a nice dinner and spent the evening talking about culture. So wet and nasty. I smiled, knowing I would be the sucking one to take his load when he finally came. Otherwise, there’s no change there.” That’s how it went as I progressed through the entire department budget. Just as rapidly, she spun around and with her hands on her hips, asked, "Well?"