Kitchen Tit Slip

“That’s better.” “So where do you want picking up Lolita?” I thought for a second then said, “Do you remember that café that you took me to?” “Yes.” “I’ll be waiting outside that, hiding behind a parked car.” “Okay, it will be at 21 hundred hours. Please be there Lolita.” “I will, I like US Navy cocks.” When I terminated the call I thought, “What the hell have I let myself in for?” I looked at the time; I had 2 hours to get to the Downblouse hypnotist. I decided to spend the first 30 minutes of those 2 hours giving myself a reason(s) to say the word ‘Priapus’. After a shower I brushed my hair and put it in pigtails; possibly being something to do with the name that the Navy guys would be calling me that night. I put on a strings only thong and walked over to the café for a good breakfast. Manuel complimented me on my looks but I didn’t know what aspect of my looks he was talking about. My recently brushed hair, my oops all-over tan, my thong, what he could see between the strings or just the overall image. Whatever he meant I voyeur took the compliment. A young couple came in and smiled at me as they went passed. I guessed that I just looked like a young topless girl eating her breakfast. Nothing special about that in Ibiza. They may not have been thinking that when I left; I had to walk passed them and the woman’s eyes went wide open when she realised that she could see that would normally have been hidden by a triangle of material. I smiled at her and I guessed that her man’s eyes followed my butt out. I debated with boobs myself, if I should wear a vibrator or a butt plug to my hypnosis session but in the end I decided just to go au naturel – apart from a dress. I chose one of my strapless, elasticated top dresses which I can get off in less than 2 seconds. If I decided to get cleavage naked I wanted to do it so quick that the man didn’t have time to tell me to stop. I got to the hypnotist’s office with 5 minutes to spare and I went and knocked on the door. Chuck opened it and invited me in. Then he pointed to the sofa indicating that I should sit there. Again, I perched on the front edge. “So Georgia; how are you?” “Fine thank you.” “Have you been practicing what we discussed?” “You mean the getting myself off and saying ‘Priapus’?” “Yes Georgia.” Imagine my surprise when I saw Nikki in the arms of a tall Downblouse man dressed in a doctor's costume. My beloved sister, implanted, obedient, degraded, raped, sold. I let out boobs a whimper, squirming my hips. I looked at David. Guys who have been in the joint usually do that as soon as they cleavage see me. they know what I am voyeur and they treat me like the sissy I am. I found my boxers and did a sexy pose for her, which she laughed at, dutifully. The one stroking my cock was mid 40’s. Short blonde hair. Gina stood oops up and went over to the washbasin her mascara had run with her tears and face was a mess. The Rogue's Harem “I can’t believe that girl with the black hair said she wants me.” I replied . I love you cock clone but I have a lot more advanced toys to play with.” I smiled at the thought. You shitted all over Stefani for her relationship with me, and then there you went and cheated on your husband with women.” I moan my approval and flex my vaginal muscles around him, lowering my gaze and staring lustfully at him from the tops of my eyes. Her kids! Once the head of my cock entered her, I stopped. She cooked an Italian meal and even had purchased and opened a bottle of wine. They assumed the posture of loose attention as Belinda replied, "All present or accounted for. Oh baby. Then another long big rope of cum shoots and covers Katie’s lips and chin. We had a good practice and afterwards as the boys were dressing, I approached Scott, “Scott, after you’re finished, could I see you in my office?” My ass clenched beneath her kneading fingers. My over-sexed brain can only think of how her fingers would look thrusting in my pussy.