All Alone In The Basement

Why aren’t you trying to kill me? Why are you…” Lena glanced down at the cup, her voice regaining a little more of its girlish vibe, “Making tea?” Amélie let out a soft little sigh and leaned on the windowsill, silent for a moment as Lena observed the woman's slender profile. Their fights were always so incredibly fast paced with her chronal accelerator and Widowmakers ballet trained pace that she seldom got to view her without either of them moving at some speed. After a moment of staring at the svelte figure and before Amélie replied, Lena looked away, an almost imperceptible hue colouring her cheeks. “Because, Lena, I was getting sick, sick of our little game.” “What game?” Amélie shot Lena a glance and raised an eyebrow again, her ponytail still intact as it wound down her back, “The endless game of cat and mouse that you and I play but neither of us ever seem to win.” “Not for a lack of trying, love,” Lena said, matter of factly. Amélie smirked slightly, “Mm, I do like Natural tits it when you call me that…” Lena felt the blush touch her cheeks a little warmer and Hardcore she raised a hand, running it through her short dark hair, messing it back up into its rightful place, “Are you going to let me fetish leave?” Amélie pursed her lips, “Mm, technically.” “What do you mean, ‘technically’?” Lena replied pouting her lips in growing frustration at ‘Amélie’s’ continued evasions. “I don’t want all of your little friends swooping in to rescue you and wrecking my home.” Amélie glanced her eyes around the sparsely decorated room. She didn’t have much in the way of possessions, but the likes of Winston rampaging through here would do her walls, floors and ceilings little good. Uncrossing her legs Lena swung them out of the bed, glancing down as she felt a plush carpet between her toes, seeing blonde her bare smooth legs for the first time and noticing the t-shirt she herself was wearing, “Hey! You undressed me!” “Mmhm,” Amélie mused dismissively then sat down on the bed, casting her eyes over at Lena as she peered back at her over one shoulder, “Lay down Lena, and I will explain.” Lena eyed her stubbornly. “Lay down, pétale.” Lena felt a single shiver run up her spine and after a moment she scooched downwards, laying back down on the bed, albeit on top of the covers this time, one leg crossed over the other defensively. “W-what, what was that! How did you make me do that!” Lena protested, her body fighting her as she tried to sit up again, but it was as if her muscles were no longer under her control. “Shh pétale, let me explain,” Amélie said with a soft smugness, her hand, unnaturally cool to the touch, coming to rest on Lena’s slender pale thigh. The girls' cheeks flushed red as she parted her lips to reply, but presented Amélie with silence. “Good, in short, I used some of the… Methods… That were employed on me when Amélie first became the Widowmaker. Your mind is a little less your own, and a little more mine, mon amour.” Lena swallowed hard as she stared, eyes wide like a doe caught in traffic up at Amélie’s off colour complexion. “Now, pétale,” Lena felt that same shiver travel down her spine again, “You will never hurt me or aim to shoot me, you will come home to me here every night, as my small tits new petite amie, girlfriend. And you will speak of this to no one else. Do you understand? Speak.” She commanded. “Y-yes,” Lena said without thinking and, satisfied, Amélie gave her thigh a soft eager squeeze. “Any questions, mon amour?” She went to the bar for a few shots of “nothing.” " We are all strangers sweet thing till we get introduced " I could see a fight coming and reached for my keys as a weapon not to run away .... Sara got behind them alternating between Mike balls and Lindsey's butthole. She saw the look of rapture on her face and became very wet at this. He relaxed after a moment. Even his words just added fuel to her excitement. She wasn’t that good a liar, “Clartias and I blonde had our differences, but I loved him! When she began to sob in pain small tits he placed his hand on the back of her head and pressed her face into the bed to stifle the sound. “Ye’ve earned more than a small favor, Bobby, me boy,” she replied in her raspy voice. EVERYONE!” she admonished loudly, gesturing vaguely at the multi-story townhomes that tightly bordered the sidewalk. With some difficulty she pulled the sweater up to her neck, quickly turned around and raising her body up onto her knees, her bare titties came into perfect view to the unsuspecting man following the bus. “We have some time to kill. She looked down at my dick. “Daddy, I love you,” she tells me. I could hear her though when she asked him, "If I know Molly, this Hardcore thing is probably worn out and raw." “Mmm, he's going to splatter our faces. That's why. So, Friday night is spent alone as Mom was out on a date. Their mouths sealed tight about my nipples as they sucked with passion. Natural tits He now had a full view of the tops of her breasts. She squeezed fetish my dick with her vagina muscle while I contracted the muscle of my dick inside her. He laughed out loud once again. Once again I was gently reminded of my situation. That statement stopped me in my tracks. I knew that some couples never experienced simultaneous orgasms, but for Lucy and me it was the norm. Jace stood up, and she pushed him down onto the couch. Everybody was speaking for me today, because Helen took her hand, “Of course you’re coming with us.” Ultimate willpower was exhibited by the men just to keep from cumming in their boxers as they watched the spectacle. “Keep your eyes on the fucking road!” The kidnapper in the passenger seat screams at me as I look into the rearview-mirror. "It's ok baby" She purred "It'd be kinda hot...you thinking about Sharon, her fit body on top of yours...I wouldn't mind watching that actually, maybe I'd get involved..."