Todos los capítulos de Crazy Adventures: Capítulo 761 - Capítulo 770

I fetched the shoe box underneath my bed where Gianna's panties were and pulled out both pairs. "Leopard thong or black and pink Supergirl?"She gasped, laughing. "You pervert! These were my favorite pair." She took the Supergirl panties, smelled and inspected them. "They must have come in handy back when we were under mom's surveillance. I might have let you have them if you would have asked."I smiled as she donned them. "I couldn't take the risk of rejection. I knew they were your favorite since you used to wear them all the time. They fit?""More or less. It's stretch cotton."Gianna was significantly thinner when she was nineteen. The panties hugged her hips tightly and only covered about a third of each ass cheek. The parts the panties did cover they clung to like liquid. Her pussy puffed temptingly in the center. I snapped more pics before I put on a comfortable pair of jogging pants and a tee shirt, purposely foregoing underwear for my sister's viewing pleasure.I gave Gianna

Anastasia was taken in Dr. Camerone's exam room and......Enjoy.>>>>>>>.I'm not sure exactly what it was. It could have been my 5'9" classic model-esque frame, complete with still-ripening 34A breasts. Maybe it was my pretty pink, full lips that even black girls could envy. Maybe it was my new hair, dyed blonde and cut short which my hairdresser said would show off more of my pretty facial features. With green eyes of glass and a smile that could kill, I am objectively stunning.Maybe the combination of my girlish charm, my sexy body and the situation he found me in is what drove Dr. Camerone to rather forcibly take my virginity, but in retrospect, I'm so grateful he ignored all my resistance and disobedience and just took what he knew I wanted.It happened after school during swim practice. Ms. Wellington, our swim coach, didn't really mandate us to wear our school team swimsuits to practice, as long as it wasn't too skimpy, so the girls and I would wear what we wanted. And like re

"I..." I hesitated, and he finally took my weakly resisting hand and placed it on his chest."Do you like what you're feeling right now, Ana?" he asked, slowly guiding my hand downward. I did indeed like the different textures, the course hairs grating my fingers, the hardness of his rippled muscles, the malleability of his fair skin. It sent shivers in waves up and down my spine. I simply nodded slowly, unable to speak. He led my little hand on a trail that ended at the rim of his drawers. "So?" he said, anticipating my predictable next move and releasing my hand.At that point, I flooded my own mind with fresh rationalizations. He already has seen mine. Its only fair I see his too. That'll be my way of getting even. It's not like we're going to have sex. There's nothing wrong with us seeing each other's bodies. He's a doctor and a teacher, so it's really like an anatomy lesson. Needing no more convincing, I slowly pulled the purple, thick cotton down from the rim, kneeling in front

Helplessly I lay on Dr. Camerone's exam room table, being utterly defiled and I had never experienced a more blissful moment in my life. My senses were inundated with raw passion as was my gooey pussy which seemed to have melted into whipped cream. Pumping me full, panting and starting to drip sweat, he dropped his face to mine for a kiss. I turned my head in objection and was quickly punished with a tight grip around the throat. He then kissed me as passionately as he had intended to and I was forced to surrender and open up for his hot tongue to infiltrate my mouth and molest me orally. What else could I do but kiss him back, after all, he hadn't taught me how to kiss like an adult for some schoolboy.Our wet lips and tongues danced ravenously as he pinned me to the leather and fucked me hard, having gradually picked up pace from earlier. By that time I was moaning weakly into his mouth, my eyes closed but wet from tears of mixed emotions. He growled and grunted out every strong thr

"But I do want you to be that person. I mean... I don't want to give myself over to some complete stranger. That would be more intrusive than giving it to someone I trust and love. And you've been my therapist for years. Wouldn't it be better if you did it since you know me so well, even as my therapist? You could just treat me like any other patient as always, right?" I pleaded my case in hope.Daddy thought for a moment, then let out a sigh. "Ok, Aaliyah. I'll do it. Just understand that for the next couple of weeks... or maybe even months, I'm not your dad, and you're not my daughter. You are a patient.""Thank you, dadd- Dr. Carter. And I understand fully. Now, how does the treatment go?""Well, usually this is done