Their arms down at their sides and eyes in a trance due to the fright they were experiencing."Mia, Amy, come on!" I shouted. The pictures on the walls...began falling off crashing to the ground. The pictures on the staircase crashed sending shards of glass all over the carpet.I tugged on Mia's and Amy’s arms, but they just stood there."Mia, Amy!"Mia and Amy tugged back then pointed to their feet."Daddy, the glass! We are barefoot. We will cut our feet!" She pleaded as tears dripped from her. ”She sat up, releasing my dick with a pop.“What, among ‘all those guys I fucked?’” she asked, without anger. “Why wouldn’t I?”“What made me special?” I asked.“You made me come,” she said with a smile, resuming her unfinished job.“I tried. I didn’t know,” I half-lied. “I’m glad.”She stopped again, instead climbing up next to me and hugging me. Her massive, firm breasts seemed not to have sagged a bit, but then I realized she, too, looked like she did in high school. Thank you, Master PC, I said. "Come closer," she ordered as she put her other leg over the side of the stone chair and spread her legs wide. Bruce kept to his knees and inched forward; sure of what was to be required of him. He licked his dry lips, punishment indeed, he thought.Bruce lowered his face into Mistress Anne's warm lap. Her pussy smelled a little strange, a kind of animal smell and tasted a bit like burnt toast, but he didn't mind. Muff diving was still muff diving, even with a foreign bimbo, sporting a. Otherwise known as Negasonic Teenage Warhead, the girl raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow at her girlfriend. The neon streaks of pink in Yukio’s hair were almost as bright as her toothy smile.“Of course,” Yukio went on, undoing the front of her costume to reveal the pink sports bra she had underneath. Both girls had just come back from a training mission and were peeling themselves out of their sweaty uniforms in their shared dorm at the Charles Xavier School For Gifted Students. They let.