What was wrong with me? There was obviously something seriously fucked up about a woman who was willing to threaten her step-son into performing devia...t sex acts for her pleasure. And yet, I wanted to show off my new found talent despite the shame I felt for even wanting to suck my own cock in the first place, much less going through so much to be able to actually do it.I wondered if I should wait, or if should assume she forgot about our appointment and get out while I still could. Yeah, this. Berry’s mom was made to get real close to her daughter until her eyes were almost crossed trying to focus on her work area. She knelt so close to Berry that her breath was having an effect on Berry’s exposed pink. I laughed when Berry jumped while maintaining her position as the first hair was plucked and I said something like, “Looks like you are a ‘spring chicken’ after all, Berry!”I kept Berry in that position for maybe 15 minutes while I had Cherry hunt out and pluck every single hair long. Five minutes later they stood less than two meters away before a monstrosity in the corridor. The idea for it was born inFatima’s mind, and then greatly expanded by the expertise ofChicoand Toro. The two men had worked summers together as rough carpenters, framing houses and additions for local builders.Fatimahad suggested they uncoil some of the rolls of barbed wire and razor wire that they had discovered in a surface warehouse near Red Mall’s home complex. The transportation setup was ideal,. This apparent friend of Veronica’s was almost as beautiful as her. She had shoulder length, red hair, and bright, green eyes. Either her genes hadn’t contained a lot of melanin, or her parents genetically engineered her this way, but somehow she had probably the whitest, creamiest skin I’d ever seen. Unlike Veronica, this girl had a small pair of breasts, but they still appeared to be a handful. This girl’s clothing was even sexier than Veronica’s though. A tight, blue shirt covered.