She dropped the now tiny vest to one side and reached down, picking me up.She held me up right infront of her face, her green eyes looked like 2 giant...beach balls, and her black hair like a big wavy ocean in the background of her face."Not so big now, are you!" She quipped with a chuckle. Her warm breath from out her ruby lips covered my body. I would have gagged for the bad smell of it, it's nearly lunchtime and she still hasn't brushed her teeth yet, lazy bitch."Guess where you're going." She. Everyone else was out in the room. The bathroom was steamy and intimate, no-one could see."Go on," Janice said, and he eased his finger into her anus.He kissed her neck, and put another finger he slipped his cock into her anus. Unlike a couple of days ago she did not mind.The guy behind her finished, and held onto her wrists, groaning, as he came in her anus.She quickly towel dried herself and stepped out into the room again.There was a man sat on the edge of the bed, she bent over and took him. “How about you?”“I kinda hopped a little,” she admitted. “I think you might be getting more powerful.”“Then why wouldn’t it work on me?”Angie shrugged. “Sounds are different in your head, I guess? The same way those voice recordings we made in media class sound strange. Your voice doesn’t sound the way to you it does to other people.”“Maybe.”One thing that remained unknown to us was how long the effect of a command might last: we were both scared that the Nielsen’s dogs would play forever in. I turned her around and she gripped the kitchen slab while I bent her and my erect dick was rubbing her ass crack. Her buttocks were perfect tight buns and could drive me into an erection even when she was clothed.Sometimes when others were around and we could get only a few seconds of intimacy like if we were approaching each other, I would place my hands over her butt. The springy feel of her butt over the clothes was awesome. Now it was naked and as I caressed them, it was heavenly. She knew.
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