"Karloffson?" I asked, trying to taunt him. "Thatyou?" Dagenham," came grunting out of 'Sherri's lips. It was followed bysomething that sounded vaguel... German, which in turn was followed by afeint at my face and a stomp-kick to my leading foot. "I've made asmall wager that I can defeat you, even in this..." He gestured at hisdisguised form, frowning at the sword, then striking a pose that stilllooked like a fencing stance to my eyes. He arched an eyebrow at me,then threw a vicious series of. Like children going to see Santa Claus. All edgy and excited.His little scheme had worked just great. Every pink dose he had spread around had left the tiniest of residue in the girls' heads. And every one of their countless orgasms had grafted the outline of an idea on their brains. It was the idea that this bliss could last forever. That they might always feel this happy if they only would follow up on their urge.Then Taylor had asked sweet Ms. Markovic if she wouldn't love to have the body. The delicate lacy bra pushed them together and up spectacularly. I could see her big nipples thrusting, proudly it seemed, against the lacy material of the bra. And fuck, did those nipples ever look big. Her cleavage was a mile long, and dark as the deepest ocean. Even with all the porn I’d watched over the years, I’d never seen such a perfect-looking set of tits.She pushed a couple of pillows under her and sat back, propped up against the headboard, her face glistening with a fine sheen of. She wanted to make Ronnie feel as good as she made her feel earlier that day. Tonight would definitely be the night.Ronnie noticed something different about Tiara. She had more of a bounce. Her eyes sparkled. She seemed genuinely happy. She thought it was cute how Tiara reached out for her hand. She grasped in, intertwining their fingers together. She wanted Tiara again. But she also wanted to watch her daddy take her. She wanted to watch her daddy's cock push into her virgin cunt. She wanted.