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Theme: Fucking the husband and his best friend Cool air from the air conditioner whipped against Leah's exposed pussy, making her shudder. She was currently on her back with her legs drawn back over her chest. Her hands gripped her legs to keep her pussy exposed. Just being in that position, facing the door and knowing what was coming for her made her sopping wet.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

Narissa whispered. Abigail continued fucking her friend with her fingers. Renee joined them and brought out Narissa's breast from her top and began to circle the nipple with her tongue while playing with the other breast. They all continued to fuck each other. Sucking and grinding on each other's pussies until they were satisfied. Then Narissa turned to Yasmine and had the other women spread her legs open wider before taking a full-bodied picture of her. “We don't want to see you near our men again or else this picture goes public.”

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

Valerie said, kissing Lisa deep. The harem grew, jealousy fueling the heat. Night ended with them lined up on the bed, asses up, tattoos on display. I bred each, cum dripping everywhere. "More friends tomorrow?" Lisa whispered. The twins nodded. "Yes . Our master deserves a full harem."

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

"Had you ever had sex with women before you became slaves?" "Julia and I never had sex with other women before our slavery. Rhonda is a lesbian who never had sex with a man before hers," Lisa responded. "Now we have sex with whoever our Dominant allows. As sex slaves, we are highly sexed creatures who crave sexual gratification. We're happy to receive it from whatever source we may. In Julia's case, it's not just sex. We're married in all but name. It's also an emotional connection, which we're beginning to share with Rhonda as well, since she's chosen to join our group."

"You're a woman. You know what you like. Try doing the same to me. If I like it, you can tell. If I don't respond, try something different." "Are you a lesbian or bi?" Melissa asked curiously. "A lesbian," Chloe smiled back. "No cock, other than strap-ons and vibrators, has ever made its way inside my cunt." "I never knew." "I know, but I've fancied you since I started working for you."

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

I shook my head and she kiss me passionately. "You need to be punished, my love." She whispered again licking my neck. "For what?" I asked her. "For the lies," she smirked I rolled my eyes, "Okay fine My King punished your slave," I sexily said which makes her lick her lips. "As you wish," She smirks jeez how can this Lesbian be so handsome at this point? "Ah!" I scream in pain when she slaps my left butt cheek she even grips it, making me open my mouth in pain She was looking at me with desire and lust.