Stepsister’s Request: A Tale Of Transformation

My mind was on classy club music, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. My mind was on classy club music, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. He took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Around five o’clock in the morning it was time to head on for something else. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this cutie even harder. I remembered I kind of froze not knowing what to do. A smile spread over my face. It became less tense, almost like it had given up and just let itself completely open to serve his cock’s violent and rough enjoyment. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that.

Stepsister’s Request: A Tale Of Transformation

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