Why can’t I cum?!” “Because I haven’t asked the question yet,” Angel said, reverting back to her little girl voice. “What question?” Stan panted. “Do I own you?” Angel said. “Yes!” Stan almost yelled. “Yes! Just let me cum!” With the word cum, it felt to Stan almost as if his balls had exploded. He couldn’t remember ever having cum so violently and ejaculating so hard for so long. “That’s a good boy,” Angel said as she continued to sit on Stan’s prick while it deflated for a third time. After a while, she pulled herself off Stan’s now totally flaccid prick and snuggled up next to him. “It look’s like some of my red fake tan has rubbed off on you,” he said, stroking a red smudge on her ass. “It’s nothing,” she said. “I can take care of it later.” “No,” Stan replied, “I’ve got a machine downstairs that will clean us both brunettes up in a snap. Since it’s a removal and the positioning softcore of the nozzles isn’t as important, we could even do it together.” “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Angel said. For some reason, she looked anxious. “There’s nothing to worry about,” Stan said. “I have it all figured out now. I can put this red on and take it off with striptease no problems.” Angel erotic started to say something else, but Stan held up his hand, “And besides,” he said in his best sultry voice, “we can pretend we are showering together.” He was now leading her down toward his basement. “Stan,” she said, trying to pull back towards the stairs, “I think it’s time for me to be truthful, teasing too.” “What great secret are you hiding?” he asked with a laugh as he started the timers on the machine. “My real name is Lucy,” she said as they both stepped into the booth. She started to say something else, but it wasn’t really possible to talk as the tan removal sprays moved up and down on their bodies. When the final timer finally rang and they could once again open girls their eyes, Stan exclaimed, “Holy Shit. I really screwed up! We’re both red!” Lucy laughed. “No, Stan,” she said calmly. “You didn’t screw up. I did. I should never have let you get me into the machine.” She ran her hand down his slightly quivering stomach and said, “The machine did what it was supposed to do. It removed all of the fake tan... from both of us.” (Well, that wasn’t all a lie, after all.) “We are going to go to the park, eat ice cream, and watch Ninja Turtles.” Charlie squeals in excitement and runs off when his mother brunettes lets him down. “Get off me you sick fuck!” He dug both of his hands into her hips as he buried himself deep, growling in pleasure as she felt him pulse inside her and the warmth of his come flooding her body. It wasn’t just like her cat brain had been scooped out of her skull and plopped into this new human vessel; there was clear psychological growth. I was struggling to give her pleasure with my fingers, and we were here right now because of a potion I'd slaved over to make her happy. Hanging there was a white scoop neck tee shirt that was striptease very short. Her pussy lips just wrapped around the first half-inch of my dick. When the shock stopped the throbbing in my pussy and tits kept going for a lot longer than it had from the first shock. It was beautiful and horrifying. The trunk was more than well equipped to hold her. She was already wet. Again, I was too early teasing for most of the hotel guests and I didn’t get to show my pussy to anyone, but it did feel nice knowing what was on display. Slowly, he shifted around until he was able to make a fist. softcore We stopped and watched Darren and another man un-wrap it. Officer Murphy chuckled. Donna had gotten off the plane in Reno girls with Roger. “Oh, yes.” She happily sighed. She erotic decides this particular roleplay scenario will become a permanent tool in their repertories. I licked her up as her moans echoed through the room. Since he was mehanthi on both his hands he called his mother for help.