” “Your bottom is round clearly outlined in those pants!” “I’m sorry I have a big butt mommy.” At this point I saw step mommy getting f...ustrated and angry at her daughter. “Your thong was visible above your pants. Go upstairs and change out of those god awful clothes.” Makaela stamped her foot much unlike the 22 year old she was. “Why do you always have to be such a bitch.” Pause. I knew Makaela had the utmost respect from her mother and the curse must have just slipped in a heated. Her mind started to play delusions. Maybe this was a naughty camp prank. Maybe she’ll be released into a sunny resort. Maybe it was just a nightmare, and she would wake up. She felt the suitcase tilting, then dragged on top of something else. She felt movement. On some kind of trolley. She retreated into herself, illogically hoping to remain in the van, in the suitcase, because she knew that whatever was waiting outside was even worse. The delivery man pushed the trolley into a small room just. She now started panting and saying "pull out, pull out", so i did. When i pulled out Peggy let out a scream and squirted into the air. The first gush got some decent height and distance. I slid back in and pumped again until she said to pull out again. When I did Peggy was furiously rubbing her pussy and her next squirt went farther and higher than the last one. Again I put my dick back in and pumped Peggys super wet pussy. She continued rubbing just above her opening and when she said pull. A pink v-neck halter neck top. My small perts boobs were showing through. I had strappy sandals and a brown boob cardigan on. I felt slutty and had my hair all out over my face. My eyes were amde up with dark eyeliner and glitter eye shadow. My cheeks were rouged and on my forehead glistened my bindi. I walked over the Waterloo bridge, all nite guys were wanting to fuck me. as walked from the club all the men loooked with eager eyes to have theri cocks sucked. Men - str8, bi, curious and even.