"At some point while I worked his dick over, he began to work on my ass. He grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them with one hand, eventually sliding his ...inger along my crack. When he touched my anus, I moaned into his cock. It was then that the door to his room opened."Hey! Carlo!" Brandon called. "I was beginning to wonder if you were coming over today."“ Jeez, Brandon. Where'd you get the plaything?" Carlo had a thick Hispanic accent, and I turned to look back at him. He was dark skinned, about. Seeing how much had changed, as she saw her reflection in the mirror, and the slut looking back at her. The image was still strange to her. She saw her face a familiar sight to her for sure, but now augmented by the large, pouting, fuck me lips, which had been enlarged without her consent, or even having been asked her opinion. The hair falling across her shoulders was not her natural color, having only changed it, in hopes of escaping the memories of her first ordeal. As she watched her newly. Her hands, skilled for a teenager, were gently caressing my helplessbody, probing everywhere, with the occasional expertly aimed swat of thecrop for good measure. "I love it when mummy invites guests over tostay."Invite??!! Was she mad? She drugged me and tied me up, forcing me to say.I wouldn't be here otherwise. Obviously this girl was as mad as hermother. I started to get really worried now. I don't think this girl evenrecognised me as her neighbour, what with the outfit and the tapecovering. His hand squeezed, pulling her closer to him. She could feel his erection poking up under her skirt. She was in such a daze she didn’t even think of resisting. Her daydream had come to life and was desperate for her to take him right here right now. What was she going to say, no? “Adriana?” she loved the way her name rolled off his tongue.“Hmm?” she asked, focusing on his shoulder, his neck, anything but those eyes. The pressure between her legs was becoming too much. “Look at me.” Shivers ran.