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A newsense of "female" modesty kept me from exploring any further. "I can't believe this," I said in my new soft soprano. "How does itfeel?," Br...nda questioned with a sly grin on her face. "Like I'm me, butnot me," I said, marvelling at the sensuality of my female voice. Shelaughed, "Well, Karen, my girl, let's go back up to the room where we canget a better look at you...I can already see that I'm going to have somestiff competition with you in that form, because from what I can see. So, I decided to ask her what she thought about going off the pill. She gave me a shy little smile and asked me “are your hormones were under control”. Smiling back, I told her that they were. “I have four pills left, let me think about it for a few days.”Popping a pill in her mouth we head to the shower to start an evening of sucking, licking, and fucking. As the water ran over our bodies, we embraced and kissed and fondled each other, she whispered in my ear,“I want my ass rimmed tonight.”. Dane shot first and to this day I have never seen a squirt like it. He shot a stream about a metre out of cock right into the air and down onto both of us. I shot seconds later as his hand strangled my cock from his own ecstasy, my cum squirted streams over his T shirt and onto the floor of the boat. We lay there panting for a few seconds but could hear the sound of an approaching boat. We got up, pulled up shorts and trunks, Dane quickly put his jeans back on and wiped up the obvious. Her hands were on her stomach, but not tied. Her knees were spread, her feet and lower legs tied underneath the chair. Her skirt was over her legs, about halfway down. Her tits strained at her blouse, nipples outlined. A gag was in her mouth, tied in back of her head.Peggy was on her back, her legs tied up against her tits. She didn’t have a gag, but her skirt was tucked between her thighs to conceal her cunt. Most of her thighs were exposed, though. She looked about fearfully, and more so.

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There were hickeys on my neck. 'What are you, sixteen?' I thought, rubbing the bruises anxiously. I got in the shower.The water spilled down my hair a...d over my shoulders. I felt like a new woman. I soaped up my arms, my legs. The suds gathered in the drain by my feet.Through the marbled glass I saw Maxwell's pink figure in the doorway."So, maybe I'll come in for a nooner," he said."A what?" You know, a massage. During my lunch."So he hadn't called out. Why did he offer to spend the day before?. " Oh my!" said Jean."Damn it, Lacie, does that mean that I have to pull out of school?" It's just for a couple of days, Annie, until we can get my security teams in place. Uncle Joe is coming, tomorrow, with a security specialist. We'll know more, tomorrow. I know my father. Because of that, I'm scratching Magic Carpet from the race, tomorrow. I'll just tell Lady Fenwyck that the horse has a hot tendon." Lacie? What about the awards Gala, next week? Are we still going to attend?" asked. More

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