“God, no. I’m gonna pee myself”!A squirt of pee sprung from her vagina onto the carpet. “Oh no, she’s gonna go”, said Steve. He turned t... me, still sat on the floor. “Time to get in there”!He knocked me forward and I fell into Lianne’s crutch, the tickling hands finding me now as they teased my balls, my sides and even my anus. Since I was still part kneeling I guessed my arse had naturally spread. Lianne peed again, her golden rain hitting my arm. I struggled to get away but Ali touched. " She shook her head as the bimbo chemical pumped through her body. "What did you ... oh, my, oh my, it is getting so warm. I mean ... you need to keep your ... your ... um ... why is it so warm?She took her left hand away from the grip of her gun to fan her face, though she still kept her gun pointed at me. She shifted her hips, her eyes growing a little unfocused. And then she giggled and stared at her gun for a moment."Why am I angry at you?" she asked as her butch-short, brown hair began. Her nipples growing hard with excitement stood out easily against the thin material of her dress.“I didn’t find the song anywhere, I wrote if for you.”“You wrote that song, just for me!” She couldn’t believe it.“Remember, you told me on moving day that you didn’t want me to say, I love you just for the sake of saying it. So I thought, the best way to tell you that I love you, was to write a song saying so.”“Oh Brad, I’m so proud of you. I love you!”“And I love you too, Abby. This matches the. . She sat again before her dressing table and, for the fourth time that evening, began brushing her long raven locks. She examined her dusty rose lipstick again for smearing and lightly touched up her make-up, for the fifth time. Katrina stepped to the full length mirror re-examined herself, wondering if she should change her choice of clothing yet again. She'd started with the sheer, red nightie, because it was her favorite of her sexy ones. Then she'd changed to the slightly more opaque,.