? ?And I bet my Barbie is all turned on, isn’t she???What the fuck?? What is she saying?? I’m not turned on, this girl is nuts, I need to get away...from her.But before these thoughts turned to cohesive action, she was lifting my skirt up and snaking her hand underneath.? ?You’re going to be a perfect Barbie by the time my experiments are done.? Look at you, you’re wet for me already!? Good Barbie!?I stammered out a response as my body started to betray me, ?I. I. I. I can’t help it, it’s not my. We'd been once before at the end of August and whilst we were both nervous had a good time even if it was just the fact that we were together alone. This time we had a better idea of what to wear or to put it another way what one could get away with, which was just about anything?Well with the c***dren packed off to my mums again Tree and I set about getting ready. I can take up to an hour in the bathroom on a good day. So with a Meatloaf CD in the boogie box a glass of wine and lemonade in my. The note said then that if she wished to continue she should undress and select one of the items to wear. Michelle chose the nighty, suspender belt and stockings. She then put them on having already getting undressed. The note then said go into the lounge area where she would find some more items and another envelope.Michelle again without question but apprehensively entered the lounge area of the suite. On a small 3¡e there more items and another envelope. Reading the note inside it read that. Then again, one squeeze, a second and on the third she felt the length of his cock drive deep into her pussy. With her swollen clit filling the tube he began to thrust. His cock was filling her and his thrust was long, from tip to base. Her hips were now thrusting back accepting every inch of him. The waves of warmth inside her belly started growing and her orgasm was nearing. Her clit was swollen being pulled on as he drove his cock in harder. His thrust became faster and she suddenly felt the.