“Fuck it, I’m just not going to do it,” she thought. “I’ll text him in a few minutes saying I did it and he’ll never know.” But even as ...he rationalized how she couldn’t let another man finger fuck her in the club she felt an unwanted feeling of disappointment. Subconsciously she found herself dancing towards the most hazy, crowded part of the dance floor. Trying to will herself into forgetting his order, she started thinking about the naked photo he would send. She could just imagine his firm. ”“Fuck! Please, not tonight,” Jennifer whined.“Maybe Matt would be able to handle this one on his own?” Sugarshine offered.“No, I’m the Goddammed guardian, it’s my responsibility. Hopefully this won’t take long,” Jennifer said while opening her window.She climbed outside and called out, “Gimme a V! I! C! T! O! R! Y! What’s that spell? Victory!” On the final word she thrust her fist into the air, and the charms flew off her bracelet and circled around her, turning into a swirling cloud of golden. I whispered in her ear softly… “I want you bad. What if I said: If I had it my way, I would kiss you right now?”She looked at me. Her breathing heavier than usual. I kissed her with passion and lust, groping on her.“Mmmm, urgh…” A moan escaped the lips of Fancy. She broke off the long kiss for air.“But a drug case, though?” Fancy questioned.I whispered to her softly, “You know our history. You know that day on campus…”I then put her up against the wall and whispered in her ear as I made my way. Heading down to the kitchen, he smiled, watching his sister cleaning up the small amount of dishes from their quick lunch. Her legs looked so fucking good as she stood at the sink, her calves tight as her muscles were stretched by the high heels she now wore constantly. She was wearing one of his favorite weekend outfits, a collection of fine chains and a tiny amount of fabric hooked together to form a slave outfit. ‘Definitely not family friendly, at least for a normal family’ he thought,.