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“Oh that would Hardcore mature be fun wouldn't it.” Emily giggled and Tracey giggled with her although she had her doubts about how much fun it would be. “We should call for a pizza and let the pizza guy see us.” “Oh I'm not so sure about that.” Tracey squeaked feeling very unsure but knowing her pussy was moistening at the prospect. “Oh don't be so silly, you didn't complain before when you showed yourself off, you loved it.” Emily laughed picking up the phone. Tracey knew that she should be stopping her but instead she stood by as Emily ordered a pizza and gave their address out. “Right it's on it's way, let's hope it's a guy delivering it,” she said hanging up the phone, If he asks your the slave and I'm your mistress while my husband is away OK.” Tracey nodded her head and got a “Good Girl” back from Emily which for some silly reason turned her on even more. asian She knew she shouldn't be allowing this, to many people were starting to think of her as a slave. She had looked up the penalty for impersonating a slave the other day and it was either life in prison or being registered as japanese a slave for the rest of your life, serious stuff! She sat nervously awaiting the pizza while Emily on the other hand kept admiring her dressed self in the mirror excitedly. Finally the doorbell rang and as directed Tracey went and opened it with the usual doggystyle feelings of embarrassment and excitement in equal measure. Standing there holding a pizza box was a pimply youth who's spotty face broke into a wide grin once he saw the naked Tracey standing in the doorway. She invited him in and he was happy to follow,his grin faltering slightly as he saw the clothed Emily standing there. He rather unnecessary announced he had their pizza and laid the box on the coffee table in front of him while Emily picked up Tracey's purse and started rummaging through it. The guys eyes hardly left Tracey's body as she did so and Tracey had to admit being creeped out by the guy, even more then paper boy and window cleaner. Emily seemed to be taking ages to find any money and probably to break the ice more than anything the youth said. “Is she yours?” Nodding at Tracey. “Well my husbands but I'm looking after her while he's away.” Emily laughed casually. “Well she's a nice one,is she for sale?” he asked casually. Tracey stiffened, this wasn't part of the deal! “Well your right she is a good one but typical husband he never completed her registration before he went away, he will do it next week when he gets back.” Emily giggled hardly fazed at the question. “Oh that's not a problem,I have an App on my phone that lets you register new girls, it's all very quick and easy.” he grinned as he fished for his phone. Tracey was now seriously alarmed, what was she to do, she was impersonating being a slave right now and she knew the penalties for that. “Really? What will they think of next.” Emily giggled. “Oh yes, it's dead easy, I've used it to register a few girls already and sold them on,made a few quid too,” he laughed, “the girls weren’t too happy but who cares, this one will sell easily as well, I'll make you a good offer for her.”he grinned. Tracey looked at Emily with a worried look on her face but Emily pointedly ignored her and instead grinned, “How about £50?” “That's a bit steep,she's good but not that good, how about £25.” he replied casually. “£30 but only if you register her first.” Emily came back with and to Tracey's dismay she saw the man nod his head and he shook hands with Emily before holding his phone up. “What's her full name and date of birth?” he asked. She had only told Emily her date of birth yesterday in idle chat and now Emily reeled it off for the man without a care in the world and the man entered it into his phone. “I need her NI number as well,there's too many Smith's on the data base.” he shrugged and Tracey's hopes soared as she knew Emily wouldn't know that. She didn't know it herself but she knew it was on her payslips neatly tucked into her underwear drawer in her bedroom. “I don't know that right now,is it really necessary?” Emily replied knowing the answer already. I felt the bead of sweat rolling down my forehead. I was so mad at her and this was just Tuesday. I switched to editing mode. Not close to hard, it was nestled along the crack in her butt and pointed down toward her knees. “God!” She sighed,”That’s totally unbelievable!” From behind her, she could hear numerous bodies sliding their way into the practice ring-turned-venue for Brigitte’s publicly humiliating comeuppance. Eh what would you do?" Rose turns around, and lays on her back, spreading her legs wide to display her rosy slit. His heart fell to the ground after he saw his dick just a few centimeters away from his sister’s pussy. I felt my aunt tap my arm and point as we saw a boy doggystyle and Hardcore a girl on their date as the girls head disappeared into asian her date’s lap. I smiled back at Zander, the energy rising in my eyes. “Really?” he said, and wiggled himself around to take a closer look. But Dad, from where he was sitting, must have been able to see her pubic mound since the windbreaker only reached down to her naval. It’s pretty neat. If she wanted to make him her next victim, she would need to do more than be nice to him. We mature haven’t done that in quite a while. Her moan this time was of pure frustration but I wasn't finished yet. “You didn’t!” Gina squealed when I told them how long I stood in front of Ben naked. I gasped and bucked. "Son of a bitch!" 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