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Ok I am sitting in the waiting room. Nervous and bored at the same time. I need the money to help pay bills and the idea of bigger breasts has always been of interest since im a 34 A cup. Im in my college uniform and the nurse walks into the waiting room She asks if Im ready to go in yet and I reply yes. " My Name Is Claire Morgan" sayes the 18 year old woman infront of him. Claire is 5ft 6 tall with should length blonde hair. She is pale skined and has a sexy pout. Her long toned legs show nicely from her short almost modest skirt Ok I am sitting in the waiting room. Nervous and bored at the same time. I need the money to help pay bills and the idea of bigger breasts has always been of interest since im a 34 A cup. Im in my college uniform and the nurse walks into the waiting room She asks if Im ready to go in yet and I reply yes. " My Name Is Claire Morgan" sayes the 18 year old woman infront of him. Claire is 5ft 6 tall with should length blonde hair. She is pale skined and has a sexy pout. Her long toned legs show nicely from her short almost modest skirt
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Ok I am sitting in the waiting room. Nervous and bored at the same time. I need the money to help pay bills and the idea of bigger breasts has always been of interest since im a 34 A cup. Im in my college uniform and the nurse walks into the waiting room She asks if Im ready to go in yet and I reply yes. " My Name Is Claire Morgan" sayes the 18 year old woman infront of him. Claire is 5ft 6 tall with should length blonde hair. She is pale skined and has a sexy pout. Her long toned legs show nicely from her short almost modest skirt

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“Yes, I am a lesbian... I desire only women...” The words felt more natural with each repetition, weaving their way deep into the recesses of her mind. “Your lesbian nature is clear, Darla. Your desires are powerful. Let them consume you. Surrender to them completely, Darla. Surrender to me.” Aurora’s hypnotic words poured into her along with the soothing meditative music, taking root deep within her subconsciousness, rewiring her thoughts and memories, reprogramming her mind according to Aurora’s will. “I surrender to my desires...” “You are a sexual being, Darla. Your desires for Rachel control you. Your natural lesbian instincts overpower your inhibitions. You want them to control you. You want the eternal pleasure that comes from being a slut for sexy girls like Rachel.” “My desires control me...” Aurora’s every word was an irresistible command, indistinguishable from her own thoughts. Darla’s mind was filled with memories of a lifetime of repressed sexual urges. She recalled moments from her yoga class, watching women stretch and pose, and fantasizing about their naked bodies. She thought about Rachel’s friends, all those fit, young athletes performing together, pleasuring one another and surrendering to their natural lesbian desires. Darla remembered her dreams of Rachel’s irresistible beauty and the wet, steamy sex they could have together if she just gave in to her desires. She could finally be free of inhibitions that had denied her these pleasures all her life. “I want... to be with Rachel... want to kiss her... want to taste her... fuck her... want to be her slut... my desires control me...” Darla’s body was radiating heat from arousal as her mind surrendered to her uncontrollable needs. Her trembling hands grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her long, erect nipples between her fingers. She rubbed her legs together, trying in vain to relieve the intense need building between her legs. “That’s it, Darla. Feel yourself becoming what you have always wanted to be. Your sexual desire for beautiful women is all that matters to you. Give in to your desire. Give in to me and let me take control. Touch yourself and show me how much you want me to serve me, and your pleasures will never end.” Darla’s trembling fingers dove into her leggings and panties, and pulled them halfway down her legs. The wetness of her arousal was already leaking out and she spread it around with her fingers. She greedily licked the juices from one hand while she teased her delicate folds with the other. Her fingers pushed into her wet canal, repeatedly penetrating herself while she savored the taste of her own lust. She moaned loudly as her thumb circled around her engorged clit, stimulating herself until it felt like she would explode. Her whole body trembled as she desperately sought relief for the burning need that filled her body.
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Jupiter moans lost in bliss. "Change me, " she begs, "Make me of use to you." She wants this now, why wouldn't she want something that feels so wonderful. "Breed me, " she tries to plead, "Make me your drone, make me your tool." Her breasts jiggle as they're played with, growing to full and heavy H cups, sensitive enough to drive her once more to climax. "I am yours, " she tries to say, her pure green eyes shining, "all yours."
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Alexis Greene begins to moan as she climaxes from the pleasure being fed directly into her body and brain. That seems to make something inside her snap, and she begins to moan from underneath the gag, her body thrashing reflexively from the pleasure now. A part of her brain still tries to resist but the music keeps telling her how good this is, and the orgasms... she can feel herself melting away.
Darla’s mind was filled with memories of a lifetime of repressed sexual urges. She recalled moments from her yoga class, watching women stretch and pose, and fantasizing about their naked bodies. She thought about Rachel’s friends, all those fit, young athletes performing together, pleasuring one another and surrendering to their natural lesbian desires. Darla remembered her dreams of Rachel’s irresistible beauty and the wet, steamy sex they could have together if she just gave in to her desires. She could finally be free of inhibitions that had denied her these pleasures all her life. “I want... to be with Rachel... want to kiss her... want to taste her... fuck her... want to be her slut... my desires control me...” Darla’s body was radiating heat from arousal as her mind surrendered to her uncontrollable needs. Her trembling hands grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her long, erect nipples between her fingers. She rubbed her legs together, trying in vain to relieve the intense need building between her legs. “That’s it, Darla. Feel yourself becoming what you have always wanted to be. Your sexual desire for beautiful women is all that matters to you. Give in to your desire. Give in to me and let me take control. Touch yourself and show me how much you want me to serve me, and your pleasures will never end.” Darla’s trembling fingers dove into her leggings and panties, and pulled them halfway down her legs. The wetness of her arousal was already leaking out and she spread it around with her fingers. She greedily licked the juices from one hand while she teased her delicate folds with the other. Her fingers pushed into her wet canal, repeatedly penetrating herself while she savored the taste of her own lust. She moaned loudly as her thumb circled around her engorged clit, stimulating herself until it felt like she would explode. Her whole body trembled as she desperately sought relief for the burning need that filled her body.
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sexy centaur girl with big breasts
"I will be as a Orion slave girl for you, Greg Roland. I wish to cater and serve to your every need." She gasped against his cock, horny beyond belief in her own right. Her hands cupped her massive breasts, or at least attempted to, since the immense tit-flesh had expanded even further. The cyborg hottie squished huge handfuls of her bodacious breasts and sandwiched his eight-inch prick between them. Her body swayed back and forth as she knelt, his dick tunnelling through the warm, hormone-saturated udders. Seven of Nine drooled into her cleavage as Greg's cock crested the pillowy flesh, before it was submerged once more in pure, soft heat that surrounded his dick from every direction. Hard nipples dragged against the insides of his thighs, and from time to time, the drip-drop of her juice spilling from her pussy onto the wooden floorboards could be heard from below.
Ok I am sitting in the waiting room. Nervous and bored at the same time. I need the money to help pay bills and the idea of bigger breasts has always been of interest since im a 34 A cup. Im in my college uniform and the nurse walks into the waiting room She asks if Im ready to go in yet and I reply yes. " My Name Is Claire Morgan" sayes the 18 year old woman infront of him. Claire is 5ft 6 tall with should length blonde hair. She is pale skined and has a sexy pout. Her long toned legs show nicely from her short almost modest skirt
Darla’s mind was filled with memories of a lifetime of repressed sexual urges. She recalled moments from her yoga class, watching women stretch and pose, and fantasizing about their naked bodies. She thought about Rachel’s friends, all those fit, young athletes performing together, pleasuring one another and surrendering to their natural lesbian desires. Darla remembered her dreams of Rachel’s irresistible beauty and the wet, steamy sex they could have together if she just gave in to her desires. She could finally be free of inhibitions that had denied her these pleasures all her life. “I want... to be with Rachel... want to kiss her... want to taste her... fuck her... want to be her slut... my desires control me...” Darla’s body was radiating heat from arousal as her mind surrendered to her uncontrollable needs. Her trembling hands grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her long, erect nipples between her fingers. She rubbed her legs together, trying in vain to relieve the intense need building between her legs. “That’s it, Darla. Feel yourself becoming what you have always wanted to be. Your sexual desire for beautiful women is all that matters to you. Give in to your desire. Give in to me and let me take control. Touch yourself and show me how much you want me to serve me, and your pleasures will never end.” Darla’s trembling fingers dove into her leggings and panties, and pulled them halfway down her legs. The wetness of her arousal was already leaking out and she spread it around with her fingers. She greedily licked the juices from one hand while she teased her delicate folds with the other. Her fingers pushed into her wet canal, repeatedly penetrating herself while she savored the taste of her own lust. She moaned loudly as her thumb circled around her engorged clit, stimulating herself until it felt like she would explode. Her whole body trembled as she desperately sought relief for the burning need that filled her body.
A woman about 5′ tall, dressed in a conservative business suit and a small nun’s veil was walking towards her. Although the veil gave the nun a kind of generic physical persona by hiding many of her desirable feminine qualitys such as hair color and style, it could not vanquish her clear skin, petite mouth and refined bone structure. Nor could her conservative dress hide the shape of her perfect breasts, slim waste and well proportioned hips and ass. Before she caught herself, Jennifer imagined what the nun would look like naked in thralls of sex.
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The receptionist walked into the candlelight, completely naked. The woman had a fantastic, hourglass figure, her hips swaying erotically with each step. Her spectacular breasts seemed to defy gravity, and her nipples were long and erect.
Tamara was too preoccupied to sense Tiffany’s approach from behind, until two strong arms thrust up against the dresser, on either side of Tamara. Startled, she slammed the drawer shut and spun around. The Maid stared at Tamara coldly, and Tamara was afraid of her for the first time. As Tamara studied her lifeless blue eyes, there was a bright strobe of light in her eyes which left her momentarily blind. “Maid! What are you doing? Let me go!” There were more flashes, and she only saw stars and darkness. She couldn’t tell if her eyes were open or closed. Tiffany’s arms pinned Tamara in place and prevented her from blocking the light. As she struggled in vain, there was a loud screech of noise, a pulsing beat that seemed to drill into Tamara’s skull. Tamara’s head hurt from the combined sensory assault. “Stop this right now! I am ordering you to stop!” The sound changed, it modulated a few times into different discordant noises, until it seemed to settle into a humming pattern that was more tolerable. Tamara felt the strength drain from her arms and her struggles became weaker. The pulsing flashes continued, but they seemed muted now. In her periphery was only darkness, and in the center of her vision the Maid’s cold unrelenting stare. The Maid’s neural network was modeled after the physiology of the human brain. So understanding a human brain, from a physiological standpoint, was an easy task for her. The signals that operated within Tiffany’s mind were similar to those that operated Tamara’s. All of Tamara’s decision-making behavior, stored knowledge, even long-term memories, were encoded into a complex electrical signal. Tiffany needed only to find the right frequency that was compatible with this human’s mind. Once the color drained from Tamara’s face and the strength faded from her struggles, Tiffany knew she found the right frequency.
Rey wasn't really sure what she was doing, it just...felt right. Standing there naked with John looking at her. She was...aware that it was strange, but...she couldn't quite register that as a bad thing. When John suddenly grabbed her shoulders and forced her down, the Jedi went to her knees. She spread her thighs. As he took his cock out, she put her hands on her breasts and pushed them up. She felt him sllllide his cock between them. OooOoOoh it felt good. But she didn't moan, she didn't speak. She felt amazing sensations all over. But she realized soon that she wasn't moving. She had put herself in a position to be ...used. And then she was stuck. Her mouth was open....inviting if wanted. Her legs spread, back arched.
Rey wasn't really sure what she was doing, it just...felt right. Standing there naked with John looking at her. She was...aware that it was strange, but...she couldn't quite register that as a bad thing. When John suddenly grabbed her shoulders and forced her down, the Jedi went to her knees. She spread her thighs. As he took his cock out, she put her hands on her breasts and pushed them up. She felt him sllllide his cock between them. OooOoOoh it felt good. But she didn't moan, she didn't speak. She felt amazing sensations all over. But she realized soon that she wasn't moving. She had put herself in a position to be ...used. And then she was stuck. Her mouth was open....inviting if wanted. Her legs spread, back arched.
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