His eyes were starting to glow red.The man on the deck above flinched like he had been slapped. After seeing the giant fire ball and the two determine... men beside Aric guarding him, he now wasn't really sure he wanted to continue being on Aric's bad side."NO, NO! They came that way! I swear! I swear! They were already dressed like that when I purchased them!" he said."Aric don't," said Brianna softly as she stroked his face. "The slavers dressed us like this."Looking her in the eyes seemed to. “Oh, wow, Isidora,” groaned Mom. “Ooh, you could give your futa-mother a few pointers. Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, yes. I like that. Mmm, that’s my clit, you naughty futa!”My hand rubbed at my jeans, my sweat soaking in the denim as I watched my mother squirm and gasp. Her head tossed back and forth. Her face scrunched up. Her whimpers echoed through the room. Her back arched and her breasts jiggled with their full plumpness. My hands crept higher up my jeans as she twisted her nipples.My. I tried to start it again, but I had no luck. I walked into the bar wanting a drink! I walked into a packed bar. I found a single seat at the bar. When the bartender came around to me he asked "Can I get you anything?" I said " I need a mechanic!" He then proceeded to shout out to the bar "The lady needs a Mechanic!" A number of heads turn to see who it was he was talking about. I ordered a martini with extra olives. Just as I got my drink, three men stepped up and claimed they were mechanics.. It was Natasha. She tried her hardest to hold in her smile. “I guess she has been extra mean to you. I’m through searching for my panties, have you seen them?”I pulled my pants up and shook my head.“I will continue to look then… nice size.”I went up, blushing so deeply I wanted to bury my head in the sand. Natalya wasn’t looking so happy either, but she was obviously questioning why I looked so embarrassed. “What happened?”“Nothing really… uhm, I forgot to lock the bathroom door.”“Oh… it’s.