She had undressed herself and had dragged him into his bedroom and was, even now, actively working to finish undressing him. The drug was driving her,...making her think that David could quench the lusty desires that it was causing inside her.Dave was sure he could fight her off, not commit the ultimate form of parental abuse. He was sure he could. Emily wasn't a big girl. He outweighed her by more than fifty pounds and worked out semi-regularly.Only the questions stopped him from doing so. The. And you did buy a lot of clothes." Then she grinned. "And batteries." Still grinning behind his back, she stuffed a wad of cash into her blouse so he wouldn't see it. "So, Al," she continued, "how are you feeling?"Al frowned. "How would you feel if you'd been turned into a guy, spent three weeks dancing, jiggling, stripping, and having non-stop sex?" he asked sarcastically and embarrassed.Peg got a far-away look in her eyes. "Actually, that sounds pretty good." She giggled to herself. . ..” She let out little gasps of pain as my cock stretched her even more. I looked down at her bright pink pussy-lips stretching around my cock and I was afraid they were about to tear. She gritted her teeth, took another deep breath and pushed herself back hard.“OH FUCK!” she gasped as she slammed her smooth hot groin against my crotch. She was totally impaled on my steel-hard erection and she seemed to love the feeling of being totally at my mercy.“That’s good,” I said, “Now let’s see you work. After ten minutes, he gave up waiting and had just put his phone on the bedside cabinet when it pinged again.Another picture. This time Louise was biting her lip and holding the unbuttoned pyjama top in such a way that they covered her boobs but all she’d have to do was let go and he’d see them. He looked at the message underneath.“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”He quickly pulled off his top and posed for picture after picture until finally, he was happy and he pressed send. The reply.