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A burst of cool mist shot from the nozzle of the spray bottle that Vanessa now held in her hand. It smelt...limey. Allison felt her face sag, and her mouth hung limply as the milky droplets doggystyle absorbed into her skin. It felt tingly. Itchy. She was sure she teen had been trying to say something, but her lips were suddenly numb, and she didn’t know...she just...didn’t know. She felt she should be cross, and so tried to furrow her brow, but she struggled to remember how, and just ended up looking confused. ‘Allison, I’m really hurt you would say something so horrible and untrue. I’m not going to make you apologise, because I know how hard it must be for you.’ What does she mean, hard for me? Allison could feel the droplets melt into her skin, seeping into her skull...she tried to formulate a sentence, but she felt threesome sluggish and dizzy. Her eyes were wide open, and she couldn’t think of any objection to Vanessa, even though she knew it was wrong. Might as well...get her to explain it herself. That’s a good idea. ‘What do you...what do you mean?’ ‘I mean suppressing your impulses. Your desires. It’s obvious that you want nothing more than to just change out of your ugly, professional outfit, tattoo into something more...exciting. Isn’t that right?’ Oh no, oh no. That can’t be right. Surely… But she felt Vanessa’s words melt into her mind like a blanket of cool, moist vapour...she felt an icy sharpness behind her eyes, and she shuddered, goosebumps rippling on her skin. ‘Ah...ah...ah…’ she whimpered, gripped by an acute sensation. It passed swiftly, leaving her even more confused. Where were we? Oh yes, getting out of this boring old work uniform. ‘Um, maybe, yeah it would be nice...but not, uh, for Damien, or, or-’ ‘And that maid uniform just looks so juicy! It would look perfect on you, especially considering your remarkable tits. You must be itching to show them off.’ Allison was gazing, mouth gaping, at the pair of moving lips in front of her. It was becoming so hard to think, so much easier to just relax, Vanessa’s voice like honey, seeping deeper, fuzzy, mmm... yes...looks...so...juicy… She suddenly felt a warm flush on her chest, as if something was rubbing against her nipples. perfect…want to...show handjob off… ‘It feels so nice,’ Vanessa continued, ‘when men stare at you, desire you. It must make you feel really good, otherwise you wouldn’t fantasise so much about wearing such revealing clothes.’ She felt a fizzy crackling sensation between her eyes. “I am?” she said, moving up alongside me. She pushed up her glasses on her nose. We had a bit of fun at the bus station waiting for the bus. He throws her on the doggystyle hood, literally rips her clothes off, and fucks her threesome brains out along side the road. The two couples led the way with Becky, Eric and Lilly following. I got off the steps and chased her with my paintbrush. teen But he grabbed her face and started to force his cock into her mouth. I climbed out of my car, clicking my fob to lock my vehicle. I saw the tattoo interview on the TV news. He would be putty in my hands. As she sauntered past my kneeling father—her kneeling husband—she gave me a sultry wink, an utterly feminine and womanly expression I'd never seen from her. “So handjob was I Ben; that’s why I stopped.” However he still wanted to punish her for trying to escape so he decided that she’d spend the next day as a dog. It was a good job that I’d had a few drinks. “I’m afraid I’m not going to be much help. As Jon paid for the dress one of the women told us that we were welcome back anytime, with a big emphasis on the anytime. Dawn knew immediately she would do anything shove her tongue deep into her ass. I shook my head.