It waselectronic, yet soft and ungendered almost frighteningly alien in hisear"Good girl," the synthesised sound almost feminine hiding any clue toits...owner, there was a pause, the quiet closing in again then,"Leanne, do you want my cock?" the words were spoken slowly, awhispering silicon gender less sound invoking fear, threat and yetthat stupid submissive excitement.He was trembling again, the insufferable arousal growing until hefound himself nodding almost imperceptibly,..."Leanne?" The. But you're still better than Nicole here." Nicole just nodded obediently in a cute way. "Yes..." she purred. "I'm a very dirty girl." "You mean whore." He corrected. She looked right at me and replied. "I'm a very dirty whore." Her smile was so mischievous. She clearly enjoyed being somebody's deviant plaything. I was hard already. Mark continued. "Whore's don't deserve clothing, do they?" "No." She said in her mousy voice. Nicole started stripping down and pulled her black dress up over her. Taste it babe...it will match its appearence just like u do the knife cuts like thru butter while u pinch the roll down to ur plate. As u put it in ur mouth ull close ur eyes. The lovely taste of bacon,egg plant,fetta and fresh pesto almost make u moan.. Instead a sweet mhmhmhmm cums out. Ill look at u enjoying all this. In the background ull hear the sweet sound of sade...its the sweetest taboo...matches me. Its bad that ur here,but u love it. As we finnished our plates,and i took them to the. He looked over the bras, panties and finally came to thesleepwear. As he looked over all the possible things he could buy, hismind started to wonder again. Holding up a pale pink baby doll andmatching panty set, he thought "I wonder what Peter would say if he sawme in this."Then he suddenly realized what he was thinking, and put down thenightie. That was when a pale blue one caught his attention. This sethad a nightie that was very low cut and the panty was a satin stringbikini. Looking it.