“I need you two to go get the equipment. We don’t know what’s going on here and we have no idea what has happened to Jenny.”“There’s no ne...d for that,” Jenny, in all her naked glory and very long cock, says as she steps out from beyond the shadows. Her breath, much like her sister’s, carries a rich, musky smell to the three women. And all three breathe it in before a second’s thought.Jenny opens her arms in a wide, welcoming gesture. “Welcome my friends. You are just in time to help me.”The. "Help me put this on?"A shudder ran down my spine. "Don't ask me to do that."She looked down at her penis again. "I can't help this. You can make it go away, Michael." I can't make it go away it real life," I said bluntly. "You're a boy."She laughed softly. "That didn't stop you watching me, Michael. Three effing times." She placed a hand sexily on her hip, which she kicked out maddeningly. "Maybe I'm a hermaphrodite. That would leave me being a girl, just one with a penis as well as a vagina.. Aren’t you?” he says. “And you will say it before I let you cum,” he continues, as he once again slows down and removes his fingers from my throbbing clit. “Oh god, yes,” I cry out. “I am yours. Yours to use and to own. Please let me cum. I am your cum-slut, your fuck-toy, OH God PLEASE,” I beg. He seems pleased, knowing he finally owns me, truly owns me, and with that he finishes what he started and I feel my body explode on his cock, followed by the feeling of his cock pumping his cum into my. "But you will be our slut anyway, won't you, pet?" Mr. Monroe stepped behind her. Luke waited for the answer with the other man. His pen was poised. "Yes, please Sirs, please," she pleaded, her lips curling slightly at the corners as she spoke. "Please, if you'll have me, Sirs, please make me your slut." As she finished speaking Monroe's hand came around her, at her face, two wet fingers playing at her lips. As Luke watched, her mouth opened and the wet digits slipped into her mouth, and she.