Somewhere floating around is an elephant in the room. We both know how we met. Why we are friends. Why I am here…….I am not thinking about that. ...ou sit, demurely, on your stylish sofa. It’s just slightly odd that you walked ahead and sat down and didn’t invite me to sit, but I walk to the sofa facing yours to sit down. You raise your hand to stop me. Instead, you motion towards the kitchen and ask me to get the bottle of wine and glasses which I will find there. Again, it feels a little odd. Both beauties moan in ecstasy as their clits met head on, just the tips touched, no humping, no rubbing, they simply held their clits in contact, unmoving.Unbearable shock waves of sexual energy raged through Susanne’s body. She was beyond lust, beyond desire, beyond emotions.Corinna shuddered with pleasure as their swollen vulvas sank deep into each other.Then, agonizingly slow, the two burning rods slid along each other. Susanne groaned through clenched teeth, her fingers where clawed into. " Slowly moving my vibrator into my panties I eased it into my pussy. I bit my lip to keep from screaming out in excitement, as I pictured more of Sam and I. Slowly pumping my pussy with my dildo imagining it was her tongue sent shivers down my spine and chills to my clit.I couldn’t help but imagine Sam now on all fours. Her tight ass sticking straight up at me, with a black collar around my neck I leaned forward sticking my tongue, she grabbed onto my collar and buried my face straight into. She tapped on the screen which emitted a double-beep sound. "Oh, I'm not allowed. I don't have the password." And then as quick as that, she lowered me back down. Shit. SHIT.Susan spoke again. She seemed to be holding back tears. "Why are all the women here so ... obedient? It's like they can't think for themselves. That's the way I felt before, after they strapped me to that horrible machine and..." her voice trailed off and she started crying softly. "It's ok sis. None of this is your fault..
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