Brad helped Michael up off the floor and put him in the bed. He tried to get the story out of him to see what was wrong. Brad could tell that Michae... was fucked up on acid or something like that. Michael told Brad the same thing that he told me, his ex-girlfriend and her friend practically raped him. Brad did not believe a word that was coming out of his mouth. Brad got up and walked out of the room and let his friend just lay in bed to come down off whatever it was that he was on. Brad. The blond with the cock in her hand had a tiny yellow bikini top covering her breasts. Her arms and legs were those of a weight lifter and her skin had the healthy peaches and cream tone of someone in excellent health that did not subscribe to sunbathing. Her ample hips were encased in tight, black gym shorts that were meant for someone smaller. She had shoulder length blond hair and a beautiful full mouth. She licked her lips repeatedly as she rubbed the man's cock.He was obviously use to her. Take a look at this erotic story.‘I took a red bra, and black panty from her wardrobe asked her to change. I was going out. She stopped me by saying, “Don’t act beta. You already saw me naked,” and laughed.Then I made her wear that black t-shirt. Then I thought to put some of mom’s local jewelry like anklets, belly chains, long earrings. If you had seen her in that, all your dicks must be hard, and some may cum too. She looked so sexy, like a perfect slut, as her figure was also maintained due. They'd turned her into a pneumatic whore.The tits were magnificent; though big they were not of a ridiculous size for her schoolgirl frame. Her slim waist now was topped by an impressive silicone cleavage. The tits felt a little tender but not painful, the woman being kept unconscious while the bandages were on. She cupped the round skin feeling the weight she would now have to get used toShe felt her back starting to ache a little, it would probably take some time.She put her head in her hands.