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“Is this the part when you shoot cum?” “Yes” I gasp and then “unggg!” and "squeeeek!" and a thin but forceful stream of white pearlescent semen fires straight up from my cockhead gripped in Cindy’s hand. It shoots up over a foot in the air and splats down on the satin corset cinched around my abdomen. The drops form a string of dark wet spots with a blob of cream in the middle of each. My penis jerks again in her hand and another rivulet erupts, running down over her knuckles. “Ooooh” coos Cindy, stroking the wet mess all over my dick. I shoot another burbling glob and stop spazzing and she beams at me. “Better now?” "Uh...huh!" She turns her attention back to my stiffie and pulls Hardcore back on it, bringing the head to her lips. Her little pink mouth closes over the tip and captures the last glob of white cum. “Mmm. It’s not so bad.” Another overnight, all weekend long. My parents just take it for granted that I’m a full time babysitter for a busy professional. Mom gets us dressed up with a little age appropriate makeup and clothes for me and Cindy she bought that fit us. They fit really good in fact. I’m in a tight green dress with short sleeves and a short hem line. My flat chest small is made a little better by extra material that bunches in that area. My hair is curled and I have on a pair of Twylas pumps with 2” heels. And stockings, she decides I should be wearing stockings, panty hose really, and in transparent white. I look like a tall girl of 13 or 14 maybe who hasn't filled out yet in the hips and has small breasts but a high and tight butt and asian hasn’t learned to walk in heels yet. Cindy isn’t wearing stockings or heels but she’s in a tube dress like mine, in magenta, and we look like we could be sisters, one blond and one brunette. We're going out in public like this! We go to the mall and head straight to the lingerie store. Twyla knows the woman attending. I think she comes here a lot, it tits must be where she buys most of the stuff in her closet and her drawers full of things that I love to play with. The thrill of being allowed to go in here is making my head spin I’m really excited! Lines and rows of matching bra and panty sets in all the sizes! There’s teddies and corsets and slips and amateur negligees on the mannequins and arrayed on rows and rows of hangers. The smell is enchanting; clean laundry and perfume. I get to touch everything as I walk among the displays fingering bra cups and panty gussets. The store is pretty empty. We get to try on outfits in the changing room which we have all to ourselves. There are individual stalls all in one larger room and we start out dressing ourselves privately and then coming out to show. I’m nervous somebody will come in so I make sure I’m all covered before venturing out of my booth. Cindy gets set up in a white lace tube top, white skirt and garter belt, white fishnet stockings with lace tops way up her hips leaving only a band of thigh skin. “That sounds like someone who’s got a pussy where her balls should be.” Willowbud smirked. “ I hope you are hungry Doug. I grabbed her ass and pulled myself deeper into her and she ground harder onto me. small Our writhing got faster and I was at the edge and so was she. Heather did the same. "I-I-I don't think I can do this," I felt sick. For that moment, I was happy, healthy, naked, and in bed with a beautiful girl. My butt cheeks looked great squeezed by the spandex and angled by my curved back. I didn’t, I sat in the front room while the ex-boyfriend became a rapist. The chauffeur drove around Hardcore the building and parked the limo on the driveway tits next to a funeral station wagon that obviously would carry a casket. Her love was gone. She whimpered, enjoying being deflowered and taking my dick into her pussy. Lots of pain. Ishtar gasped in pain and surprise as the wind was driven from her lungs and she crumpled to the filthy floor below. Please hand Mr. Greene the keys to the car, since he owns the company and is a licensed driver of all the limos. With that Emma stood up and gave me an unexpected hug. “Yes, I close the shop three nights a week but I can use the over time so I don't mind. Aunt Sheen was sat on her chair again, this time with a spoonful of my cum-streaked chocolate ice cream in her hand. Thursday was time for me to head back to the office again. The flood-gates opened, as I cried. It seemed like a good idea at the time. He told me that amateur one of the “official” Toyota valve springs—the spring labeled as Number2--had broken over the weekend, shattering into about a dozen pieces. He decided the pin-bags could stay on her tits for the time being. She was still being held up by the sink so Harry pulled out of her and pushed back in. Harry kept up a slow steady stoke enjoying the hot wet pussy he had wrapped around his cock. Fuck me hard and tear my asian cunt," I squealed loudly and bucked my bums to take the cock inside me. This made my hubby crazy and I saw he enter the room closing the door behind him. Without using any lubrication, or checking to see if I had any natural lubrication, the man just switched it on and pushed it in. For the next few hours it was pretty quiet in the truck other then the typical country and western music.