" What operating system are you using?" Oh, Windows XP." Oookay ... d'you want to give me your address? I could come and have a look this evening?" Th...nks! That'd be good." she said, pleased her plan seemed to be coming together.When he arrived at her home that evening, she was in the drive, waxing the Morris."Wow! Lovely car!" he said."Yes," she smiled, "it was my grandfather's; he looked after it like a baby. There's hardly a trace of rust anywhere. Only problem's the engine." Oh?" Yeah,. I tossed the blanket aside, I stoop up, letting Greg see me in my tight revealing cocktail dress, glittery make-up, my amble chest struggling to stay contained. I took the hairband off my wrist, put my hair into a ponytail and smiled. Greg just let out a low grunt and got comfy, throwing his arms on the back of the couch. "I want to give you a very special birthday blowjob." I leaned in and kissed Greg. He grabbed the top of my dress and pulled it down, letting my breasts sway freely. He kept. The three of them were lost in their own isle of lesbos world as the heat in the room continued to grow. Multiple doses of the formula had long since removed any sense of shame, and even if only Gwen had doubled it this evening with the spray, every female in the room was riding an edge of arousal that was both liberating and intoxicating.Izzy bucked her naked body hard against Abby’s face, amazed at how talented the little slut was becoming. Over and over she felt Abby’s tongue dart in and. He struggled painfully to his feet, woozy and unsteady.Looking around, all he could see were four green walls. The floor, also green, was covered in puddles of rank-smelling water and rotting vegetation, whilst above, a cloud-strewn sky peered down at him.It appeared as though he was in one of those 'get out of that' quiz shows and despite the pain and discomfort, he chuckled as he envisaged himself running round and round until he was puffed out, but his smile left his face as he realised this.