Tab maine unka hath pakda or kha bhabhi main bhi aapse bhut pyaar karta hu or aapko jee bhar ke pyaar karna chahta hu, to wo naraj ho gayi ki ye kya k...h rhe ho main tumhari bhabhi hu, tab main or thoda unke paas gaya or unko samjhaya ki dekhiye main aapse bhut pyaar karta hu kya mai aapko pasand nhi, to wo ruk kar boli aisa nhi hai tu bhi mujhe bhut pasand hai jo ladki tujhe milegi wo khuskismat hogi, waise mai bhi bhabhi ke naam ki bhut baar muth maar chuka tha or kab se unki pyaari si choot. " "I know," replied Koen. "Are you sure you want me to fuck you? Do you want to be a boy slut?" "Yes. please, push that big cock in me," pleaded the prone boy. "Alright. Give me the tube of KY in the draw of the night stand." Koen handed him the tube of gel. Bob squeezed a long strand of the cool gel onto his fingers and then rubbed itin the crack between the two tender hills of flesh. As he spread the KY in the crack he found the little tight rosebud. Bob worked his index finger into the. When back at his desk they both clapped hands in victory and walked out as the bell rang.“Now we just wait for her to drink it,” Drew said nodding his head.“So… I know this is supposed to control her somehow right? Like completely?” Brad asked.“Nah, I don’t think so. She’s mostly still in control of her body. It’s just supposed to stimulate her sexually. We could make her cum anytime and anywhere we wanted.” Drew grinned.“Too bad we don’t have her in class at all. I don’t think I can wait till. So now it was going to happen and Consanta opened the door just as Alma had knocked.The slim twenty-something’s appearance surprised Consanta; that such an attractive girl would run such a shady type of business.“Hello, I’m Alma with Buddy from the Kennel Club; we have an appointment.”“That’s fine, your expected and I’m Consanta who you dealt with on the ‘phone; do come in.”Alma, leading Buddy on a leash, followed the thirty-something Consanta, into the posh house. She had never dealt with.