We laughed and commented on how freshening the water made us feel. Few Danes swam in the sea around their country due to near freezing temperatures an... time of year.Brita came up to me and gave me a hug, “Have you been fucking everything in sight since you got back?” Her tone was both curious and teasing.I laughed, “Yes, of course. I told you I was a man slut.”“And today, did you save some of yourself for me?”“But, of course. I’ve only been with Melanie.”Brita smirked, “I approve. She’s very. “I just had the most amazing dream.” John croaked, with early morning hoarseness. “Well I thought it was a dream, but I’m delighted to see it’s reality. Oh fuck! I need you to turn round babe. I need to return the compliment and taste your luscious pussy.” Mandy couldn’t speak with her mouth full of cock. Instead she waved her index finger at him, telling him NO: he would have to wait. She wanted to give him the best fucking blow job he’d ever had. She knew that if he got his mouth or fingers. I thought you were no longer able to fight an order, but it’s evident that you find my dirty feet so repulsive that brainwashing isn’t able to overcome your ?upper-class nose? attitude. Perhaps, this happens because smelling is the most archaic and instinctive of the five sense-organs. Mmmm? we will amend this later. Now suck my big toes.Sally switched her chanting to the ?I suck? subroutine, but somehow, a part of her mind kept on weeping.– Look at me with adoration. Feel my power over you and. And now I am." Greg Brady had been living in his sister Marcia's body for an entire day, and he couldn't have been happier. Clad in Marcia's prettiest sheer lace nightgown, Greg sat in front of the vanity in the girl's room and brushed his long, golden hair, watching the way his breasts moved up and down as his arm stroked the soft tresses. "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred," Greg intoned slowly, enjoying the melodious sound of his new voice. He put down the brush and smiled at his.