Phir unhoney meri lungee utaar dee aur mere land apney moonh main le liya main ne poocha kya chacha ka bhi moonh main leti hain kya boli nahin yeh maz... to sirf main tumhey hi doongi main bola ohhhhhhhhhhh. Aur dheerey dheeerey main bhi unkey mumey se khel raha tha aur ab main ney apni ek finger unki choot main daal chuka tha jokey poori tarah se chip chipa rahi thee phir dheerey se main ney unki panty utaar di aur unki bra ke bhi hook khlo diyey ab woh mere saamney ekdam naked khari thee unkey. “A lady can learn all kinds of interesting skills growing up in a circus.”She kept up the constant rolling but added her thighs into the mix, slowly lifting herself up and dropping back down again in delayed, rhythmic bounces. Her smirk never left but her hazel eyes closed as her pleasure built. He started pulsing his hips to her rhythm and she groaned. “Yes. Just like that.”She leaned forward and put her hands on his muscular chest, careful not to disrupt the intricate sigils she’d drawn over. " No, I came up with the idea on my own!" That's a lie sweetie, your friend Jeremy told her all about how youwould stand outside her window and watch her undress!" He,he, he's lying!" She slapped me accross the face with her hand."Don't you lie to me dear. You son of a bitch, your just a little peepingTom, or in this case a peeping sissy! Now it's our turn to get ourrevenge! You're going to be our little sissy salon helper today until weclose at 6:00. "No! this isn't fair, don't make me do. I open the door and see Ericka laying on the bed naked and crying.I start crying and lay on the bed and hold her tight. “He said he loved me and wanted to be my boyfriend,” she cries as I remember Martina and what Marcos did to her. I want to call Martina’s dad to make Kevin disappear. I am mad and I decide it’s best to do it myself. I get up and Ericka pulls me back down.“It was my fault,” she starts. “I wanted it,” she says still crying. I look at the doorway and see, Jenny, Tracey and Pam.