"I don't think so, honey," she said. "What words?" Laura knew what was happening. If she said the words she wanted she was going to get shocked. But if she didn't she could get what she needed. She whimpered unhappily. "Say it, baby slut," Amy cooed, reaching out to gently stroke Laura's breast, still partially on display. Laura's face wrinkled in distress. She didn't want to be shocked. But she needed to. "Kitten Tits," she blurted, and then screamed as the shocks hit her neck and twat. Screamed, but only quietly, because she knew loud noises would give her another shock. Amy looked surprised. She had probably expected Laura to want to be able to say "breast" anal or "woman". "Why do you want to say Kitten Tits, sweetie?" she asked. "It's the name they want to call me at work," Laura said. "At the Department?" asked Amy. "No, at... I work at a... bar," said Laura. "On my days off." "And you need to say Kitten Tits a lot?" asked Amy. Laura nodded. "I'll asian tell gays you what," Amy said, smiling. "I'll adjust the collar to let you say it. But if it's that important to you, you won't mind if I take away the name Laura for a week, right? So if you say Laura, you'll get a shock?" Laura was aghast. No, that wasn't all right? But then Amy was moving right up against Laura, and she was cupping Laura's breast, and lightly kissing Laura on the cheek, and Laura felt the lust coming back. Daddy Laura wanted to be licked more. She wanted pleasure in her pussy. She felt her self-control ebbing away. "It's all right to take away the name Laura, isn't it? Just for a week?" whispered Amy, nibbling at Laura's neck and squeezing at her fuckballoons. And Laura heard herself pov say, "Yes." When she got home, Erica was waiting, kneeling and naked. It was nearly 10 pm. Erica must have been waiting for a while. Which one is your preference?” I ask. He put his hands on her head again, but this time he started pulling her mouth over his cock quickly and roughly, fucking her face with his dick. She had also tilted her pelvis farther back, and was gently rocking her hips from side-to-side, as she was bearing down on her lower abdominal muscles in such a way, so as to repeatedly rub the firm, protruding neck of her uterus across the blood-engorged head of my dick. I stood, my slacks rustling around my thighs. I wish we had a car; we could go to the mall, walk around like sluts and buy some more naughty underwear!” “Stand!” someone shouted and wrenched open the carriage door. This time it was bright day light and asian she had a better view of the enormous penises, a sight that never failed to quicken her blood. His clothes literally flew off of him, ripped away by the wind and magical forces. “Well, h-hahh, s’not natural, if that’s anal what you mean,” Kelly replied with a breathless laugh, letting her fingers rest for a moment. Patience, son” As we continued to drive, the skies opened, and we ended up in a downpour. The same direction I was going to be going. Currently, she's drinking only two bottles of water, she needs to be drinking a minimum of 8 bottles a day. and i was moaning,now enjoying it gays to the point where I sighed. The doctor’s pad bleeps halfway through my response – a message coming in probably Daddy – and he takes longer to type his answer. Her head was feeling a little thick, good thing she left when she did, she still had a long way to go to get home. She was slippery and wet, but she was just too tight. I guess we both could lose some weight. “Welcome to the inaugural World Championship Poker tournament” the headline said in bold red letters set against the dark blue background. Looking round and seeing no one except Ryan I thought, I just needed to get to Brandon’s tree, and she’d be better. Each subtle movement revealing further contour lines: from the pale alabaster of her skin graduating to sharper, aching colours, developing in monochrome detail, marking the intense change in altitude of foothills, valleys and hills. We both slept lying on top of the beds. Dallas chuckled, “No. Some of pov the pee and anal requests got a little wild sometimes, but nothing too extreme.” “And have you come to offer yourself on that basis?” I enquired. He felt her shudder again. “Uunh! I said honestly. "For the next few right answers, I'll pull my skirt up instead." “Err yes; it’s a little ring that daddy put on me, He says that it’s to remind me that I’m his daughter.” Paolo poured himself and her two glasses of wine, and handed on to Violet. Lisa smiled too and followed. Finally, I managed to turn toward the front, nodding I saw the magic/human dimension rapidly approaching. Am I going to change into something? “Of course, what’s up?” I ask.