Put my hands gently on that perfect body. She tensed. Every muscle on her trim back clearly defined as she took a deep breath. I reached around and...cupped those heavy breasts in my hands, savouring them for a moment under my touch. I slipped my hands from them and ran my fingers over her hips. The touch of my fingers on her black garter and the nylon stockings was like electricity. My cock hardening even more- to the point where it was uncomfortable. I unzipped my trousers- freeing my. If you brag about having sex with me, I’ll get in trouble with your family, and my husband will probably hurt you pretty badly.”“I wouldn’t tell a soul, Miss Jenny, I promise!” he said excitedly.“The other thing is that you must do whatever I tell you, whether you like it or not because I need you to do things for me. You must lie still and not try to touch me unless I tell you; can you do that?”“Oh, yes, Miss Jenny, I’ll be like a statue!” he gushed.“I don’t want to have to tie you up. I want. She was too hot. She wanted a fuck and she would take it anywhere, right here on the floor in front of all these people if necessary.She felt his finger sliding back and forth between the lips of her cunt, then stop and probe at her wet hole. She moaned and pressed herself against his finger tip."Aw, shit, honey, you're making me so hot," she cried.Beth didn't realize another man was standing beside the chair until he had pulled her dress off one shoulder and had one of her tits completely. My bimbo body made me so damned horny that even though I was scared I was also so turned on. “Pretty please with yummy sugar on top. My pussykitty needs to be petted so badly!”“No,” the woman said, something haughty in her tone.I hated her.“Annalee, come here,” the woman said, turning around, her black hair spilling about her tan face. She was in great shape, almost as hot as a bimbo. Could I reach my purse? The other syringe in there contained bimbo serum. If I could inject her...“Yes,.