She didn’t need Christine’s encouraging hands grasping the cheeks of her arse to sink her cock into the willing cunt waiting for her. Kat fucked C...ristine hard and fast. Her head bent down and she gobbled on fat nipple on the mound of breast in front of her face. Christine rocked her body under Kat, allowing the younger woman to bury her cock completely and totally in her gash. The first fuck did not last long. Kat surged into her climax, Christine right there with her. Each fed off the other’s. She looked straight at me and said, "Is this what you call a fight? No, child. This is just you throwing a tantrum. A real fight is something beyond your ability and understanding."She continued, "Did you seriously think that such an attack would be good enough to harm me, little girl? You're like an infant compared to me." Your techniques are childish and immature. The same immature technique I've seen from Sarai when she was young. The only difference was that hers was 100 times more powerful. Looking up, I saw Rachel standing there with a smirk on her face."Let me guess, you took two pills before you changed back?" Rachel saidwith some confidence."What makes you say that?" I guess I should have warned you against it..." So I'm getting my period because of that?" I asked, a little worried."That... And once a month until menopause...," Rachel said a little quieter."Are you saying this is permanent? What will I tell my parents? Whatabout my friends? Everyone else I know?!?" I asked. Naomi Lawson-Smith didn’t care what tempting, risqué lingerie Saskia may, or may not, be wearing, nor was she the least bit interested in her choice of footwear or hairstyle. It was very much the thought of what was underneath that left a tell-tale wet patch through the silk of her knickers, through her pencil skirt and glistened on the black leather chair she sat on. It was all about the curves, the swell of her bouncing tits as she made animated hand movements, the cinched womanly waist, the.