I pull out and you move your hand down to rub your hot, wet, puffy lips. I pull the rug from in front of the shower and lay on it. You straddle me and...grab my cock placing the head in your wet opening. You moan as you sink down onto it. You slowly grind your hips back and forth as you take all of it into you. I watch you as you slowly start to bounce up and down on my cock. You are picking up pace and I'm thrusting my hips upwards a bit to force me deeper into you. You bite your bottom lips. She tossed them to me and told me to put them on. I grabbed them and stepped into them but had a little trouble pulling them up as they were pretty small plus I was still hard as a rock. I finally got them on and glanced down and could see my cock clearly outlined in them. Karen had me sit on the edge of her bed and she applied a pink lipstick to my lips. When I stood up and saw myself in the mirror I was even more humiliated then I had been. I actually looked pretty sissy looking. Karen. "Okay. But you better not hog the covers."The expression on Willow's face was priceless. Simply priceless.A little later, Kennedy braced the Slayer. "Are we going to get weapons?"Annabelle spoke primly. "We'll get weapons when the Slayer feels we're ready."Mollie piped up, "I feel ready."Annabelle rounded on her. "You're frightened. You need to learn to control your fear!"Kennedy wanted to grimace. That statement was the same as saying "I'm afraid, too!"Kennedy spoke up, "I know what would help. Valerie wasted no time. She plowed back into Daphne with a new horny vigor. This is how Valerie preferred her prey. Missionary position, legs wrapped around her. She slammed herself in Daphne was such force it left crimson marks on the girl’s ivory ass. Daphne’s little tits bounced inside her white blouse stained with mud and grass. As she pinned Daphne to the soggy ground, her loins fired for the third time.Valerie’s strokes now seemed to cause her more pain than pleasure. She winced during.