And from the breeze against her crotch, she also realized that she wasn't wearing any underwear. But at the same time, Charlene giggled, feeling reall..., really good. "Whadya do to me?" she giggled, feeling just a little dizzy. "Oh that's simple." Bob told her with a satisfied tone in his voice. "You're a heroine addict now." Charlene gasped at that while Bob continued, "And I did it all within the rules." "What fucking rules?" Charlene demanded, trying to keep her thoughts straight, which. Thus, everyone can piss on my ass and the sissy skirt will swim in the piss. In this case, too, I should be brutally whipped in the BDSM Club if the coin falls to the ground.In any case, I should never be able to leave the BDSM Club without my sissy outfit soaked by piss! You can also just have me piss into my sissy outfit in front of all visitors of the BDSM Club. What drips on the floor, I must lick from there! Please, just offer me to the amusement of the guests of the BDSM Club for. Looking further up his body, he realized he was wearing a black velvet dress with a slit up the left side which complimented his smooth, supple legs. Then glancing down at his firm breasts momentarily and feeling the presence of long luxurious brown curls which draped over one eye he shouted "It worked!" Steve turned and saw his former body, still asleep, on the livingroom floor. Barely able to contain himself, Steve dashed into Miss Carey's first floor bathroom in order to gaze upon his newly. She rubbed Mick’s scent all over her pussy and very soon she was on the edge of a very nice climax.Pinching a nipple with her cotton covered fingers, she increased the pace of her other hand and soon she felt the dam break and the flood of heat and lust swept over her. She could feel the moisture of her sex soaking through the piece of cotton clothing. Pressing it tighter and tighter to her clit Keri humped her hips against her own hand and soon wave after wave of release swept through her.Keri.