"I am a virgin. No man has so much as kissed my lips. No man has stroked my thighs."Her hands played over her thighs and Victoria was already savoring...the erections which men all over the audience were experiencing.Kristy's hand slid to her hips."No man has filled his hands with my cheeks. Nothing has invaded my dark tightness."Kristy's hands seductively rose to cup her breasts where the nipples were evident even through the bikini top."No man has squeezed my breasts or kissed my. Me, getting fucked by my own teacher! I saw mom in the window, standing there in her white stockings and see-through bathrobe, holding the camera and filming me. I was turned on by this so much. I was just embracing the fucking I was getting.“Ohh yeaa! I love your tight hole. Pretty sissy slut!”I moaned like hell.“Look at you in your pretty stockings! Let me take your shoes off, bitch! See if you made them pretty for me!”While he was inside me, he took one leg up beside his head. Sniffed my. Some weeks before embarking on this most recent project, Laura foundherself needing to re-tool her image once again. This time would bedifferent though, at least it would start out different. Because thistime, there would be no need for additional amplification of heralready perfect body at the gifted hands of her surgeon, Dr. Kronce. Alavish re-haul of her wardrobe or shoes or wigs was also uncalled for.The beauty of this transformation was in its objective to downplay hermany sensual and. The phone rang suddenly and I glared at it.Let the machine get it, I muttered. I wasn?t about to break the spell I wasworking on. I heard it continue to ring and I stroked the warm surface of herbuttocks. She flinched, slightly. I grinned slightly back. I ran my nails,grazing across the glowing swath. I chuckled quietly as I watched her tried tobite back the groan I knew she wanted to give voice to. Ah?my little fighter.You just keep fighting, dear?You just keep fighting?I?ll keep dishing it.