it responded instantly, "Such beautiful breasts. I shall enjoy them, find something else Mr Stephenson. There were some shapeless blobs of soft plastic around so Stephens and Ms Mallan set to work shaping then into Madonna shaped cones ready for implantation, and by the end of the third day our warriors were anal sex transformed, Ms Mallam used her dainty surgical stitching to remodel a set of curtains into lovely little dresses and dressed the Warriors appropriately. Stephens watched anxiously as they healed, one went septic so they fed him to the crocodiles, which livened up the afternoon a bit, in fact it was a bit tragic in that Morgan Botsuma was larking about on the jetty when he fell into the pond and was seized by two crocs who tore him in two, he was screaming for help with both legs bitten off, and it took five shots to the head to shut him up, "A remarkably thick skull," the Officer commented. "And where are our three little maids? The Officer commented and the name stuck "Maids" they were now to be called. The Maids wandered around the camp, hands tied behind their backs, their wounds had healed but their frustration built like a pressure cooker until one of them found an old bicycle pump and sank down to force it up his arse and stimulate the itch that needed scratching, his imbedded penis swelled and soon there was a crowd watching the Maid cavorting as he tried to wank himself off using a bicycle pump up his arse, the crowd laughed and shouted, it was so funny, and the Maid was so caught up in things that he could not stop. The other two tried it in the calm of night and they then fought over the pump till they broke it. They took to begging passers by to fuck their arses, some Traders from the North, obliged but Fuckpig was always available and her cunt much preferred to their arses. The Maids decided to kill Fuckpig, she suspected their ploy and built a mound in her kennel, burying two grenades and removing the pins, so if disturbed it would blow up and she spent her nights with the Dogs, Soon enough it blew up, two Maids made a nice meal for the crocs, the third, blinded and deafened was sent back to his homeland and Fuckpig's place in society was secure again. ABS + PM 2007 I started working on him the second time I sat for them, especially when his wife babe Toni was out of sight. There's a way you can be so glad to see him when he picks you up for a job, say thank you when you are being paid, good bye when he drives you home that arouses interest without being too blatant. Tight clothing didn't hurt either. I could tell he was always delighted to see me, too. Of course, there was the little problem of Toni, but as it turned out, she travelled on business and sometimes he would have a Jaycees meeting. When I finally built up my courage to make something happen, I dressed for the job "to the nines," short skirt, silky blouse, black underwear including a garter japanese belt and stockings. I stuffed a strip of condoms in my purse. Toni was far away in Minneapolis. By the time I came over, the day-sitter had left and Toni handed me the baby. I love babies and I let Eric watch me cooing over the baby and make baby talk. "She's so cute," I said. This gave him a big smile, but he had to rush off to his meeting. After the baby was fed and changed and put to bed, I still had an hour before Eric came home. I couldn't get him out of my mind, and it was making me incredibly horny with anticipation. I tried to do homework but didn't make much progress. Finally, I just went to the family room and sat back on the sofa. I closed my eyes and let pictures of what Eric must look like undressed fill my imagination. The two top buttons of my blouse gave way easily, and I slid my hand over my bra, and gently rubbed myself. Mmmmm. I slid my hand hard fuck into the bra and began to twiddle my nipples. This was so pleasant, it was giving me that full feeling down below. My other hand was free and soon I was teasing myself by rubbing the insides of my thighs. "Oh Eric, Eric." As my hand slid from one thigh to the other, I brushed across my panties, which were already cool with moisture. My legs were wide open for the imaginary Eric. I was spending more time rubbing over my panties now and my back arched uncontrollably as blow job I imagined responding to his ministrations. And remember it’s a pool party. Granny Angie was now making her 1st lesbian movie for Pimp Spike. I directed Fred to get our garment bags. She stopped pushing when my lips touched her pussy lips. I said and tried to stand up, my legs didn't like that and I sat back down. blow job While James experienced deep contentment, Lilith was lost to the throes of her orgasm babe and the exquisite sensation of James' energy pouring into her. "No!" Patty stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand. I needed his love like never before. Both women smiled wickedly then snapped to a anal sex salute. Someone asked how we were going to get there since Fred had left hours ago. I kissed her hard, loving how she moaned. Having to swim through a rainbow of a school of fish, I made my way just feet from the reef. I placed one hand on each cheek and spread her wide ‘look hard fuck at that tight ass, so hot, but I will have that later, now I want that gaping pussy again’ I noticed Tony pulling out his wallet. Not that I am complaining, but whoever built the place put an old metal tub in. Ornate as it was, there was no shower to be had. I approached, knelt and on an impulse grabbed her head and forced it down towards my cock. I wished I could tell everyone about our incestuous passion. “There are no rules here. As the pain fuzzed across my mind, a small price to pay, my son released my arm. By now he desperately clawed at the noose to loosen it. “Well yes, but there’s a time and a place and this isn’t one of those.” I said to Vin. And only you.” "Fuck her with that beautiful long cock of yours son." As I was being held japanese down and a hand had been clamped over my mouth, I could do little else.