Perhaps the young lady has a metabolism that is a bit different, or the dart wasn't manufactured properly. Whatever. It appears that she's intelligent...enough to fake sleep quite successfully. But you're definitely correct in one respect, we do have a problem – a big problem."The girl turned to Richardson. "I don't like that stuff you shot me with. I still feel tingly and somewhat groggy." Give her the antidote. She's awake anyway."Richardson reached in a pocket of his uniform, took out a patch,. Reggie removed Christy's shirt and bra, his hand sliding to her cute breasts, tweaking her nipples, and his other hand working her quivering pussy.Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, fearful of Dave waking and seeing them, and angry that he kept sleeping and didn't help her.Reggie pulled down his gym shorts and placed his enormous, brown cock inside Christy's tight, pink cunt. Her tiny body writhed on his huge pole, his fingers messaging her engorged clit. His black rod travelled in and. The corset accentuated the bulk by clearly squeezingmy waist in and from my viewpoint I looked extremely odd with ahuge bum, narrow waist and breasts! Could I really go to workdressed like this?I put my jacket on and was relieved to see that I looked 'normal'to the quick glance. The look on Sally Anne's face ofmischievous glee would have been funny had I not been seriouslyworried about what I was doing.She came across and gave me a kiss and slipped her hand into theback of my trousers and. "Sam?" Darren asked, staring at the sexy redhead. Her skin was so paleit was almost translucent. Her denim skirt was stretched tight acrossher female hips and below the hem slender feminine legs reached down toblack, sparkled slippers. Her black vest was open, and below it a brownsleeveless shirt clung to her hourglass figure. C-cup breasts pushedout her top, the straps of a white bra barely visible on her shoulders. Her long, slightly wavy red hair flowed over a V-shaped face. .