"What did your card do? Do you have a penis?" Susan asked."No. I don't think so," Jenny blushed. "I- I need to go to the bathroomto check something." ...ot yet, you'll miss the changes!" Susan said and smiled widely.Her breasts suddenly deflated from their large C's to barely there A's.Susan's smile vanished. "I haven't been this flat since I was thirteen,"She patted and cupped her mostly flat chest through her once tightshirt. After some wriggling and using skill only certain women possessshe. It was hot, sticky, creamy and thick and my face mouth was covered, she got off my face and sat across me and placed my dick in her pussy. Damn! Her pussy felt good, so wet and warm on my dick, damn! She started to ride my dick slow and deep, then she was pounding up and down, taking every inch of me inside of her, we, well she fucked me like that for awhile, but now the time for me to take control. I, we turned and now she was on the bottom, her legs up, me in between her thighs, I’m pushing. Taking a firm grip of her other wrist I pulled it gentle around behind her and snapped it into the cuffs."What," she said sleepily.While she was still disoriented I pushed the tooth ring into her open mouth and secured it behind her head. I could now sit on her lower back and looked down at her struggling form knowing she was mine, and there was nothing she could do to stop me."Now listen slut," I leaned close and whispered into her ear, if you whisper your voice can't be identified. "Just as. Bimbo top? What the hell is a bimbo top? she wondered feverishly. ‘Well, I’m sure as hell all wound up, that’s for sure,’ she sighed as she tried to get a grip on the situation. Dr. Morgan’s words rang clearly in her frenzied mind. ‘Now my little bimbo-top. I am about to spin you out my front door. You will not remember being hypnotized. You will remember everything else that’s happened to you here this morning, and each time you think about it…about Lonnie’s big, hard cock being shoved down.
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