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Cylvan pulled the blouse blonde off her Mistress's shoulders and down her arms before folding it neatly and putting it down to the side. Their eyes met, green irises meeting another set that seems almost identical. However Rosalyn's gaze was fierce and the girl shied her face away and moved down to start undoing the belt and buttons on the woman's trousers. Rosalyn shimmied from side to side and allowed Cylvan to peel away the denim fabric and eventually pulling it free, again folding up and setting it aside. Cylvan looked up at her Mistress in her underwear, admiring the wolf woman's body and the pristine shine of her snowy white fur. The deep red colour of Rosalyn's hair as it draped across her shoulders contrasted sharply with her fur where it framed around her face. Rosalyn pushed forward her chest and nodded amateur with a grin. Cylvan licked her lips hungrily and Big Boobs smiled toothily as she reached forward and around Rosalyn's chest, her face pressing lightly into her Mistress's bosom while she worked on the clasp at the back. With a soft click it came free and the wolf's large, heavy bust immediately dropped with a lewd bounce as the bra slipped from her shoulders and fell down into Cylvan's hand. The cat gave each breast a loving worshipful kiss on the nipples with their golden piercings. Rosalyn reached to her pet's head and gave the teen's head and big feline ears a gentle caress. Cylvan purred softly and nuzzled back into the hand while she reached down to hook her fingers into her mistress's panties. Rosalyn tapped her on the nose and shook her head, moving to stand up and look down at the pink cat kneeling before her, a dirty gleam in her eye. "Use your mouth." She commanded. Cylvan grinned at her Mistress with her fangs showing fiercely. The girl crossed her arms behind her back and pressed her nose forward in between Rosalyn's thighs, letting it rub firmly against the woman's neithers through the lacy garment. The feline raised her head and grinded her face up against the wolf's crotch to elicit a pleasure whine from her Mistress, until her mouth reached the top edge of the panties and she hooked her pointed fangs into the waistband. She pulled it down slowly, dragging it down from Rosa's body while her nose and face pressed against her sex again, this time straight onto the pierced clit and her pink folds gleaming with moisture from obvious desire. Cylvan took a deep breath of the musky scent and purred, grinning hungrily up at her mistress while pulling down the panties to the floor. Rosalyn smiled and nodded approval as she pointed at the other box on the table. Cylvan got up, a bit unstable again, and removed the outfit inside. It was styled similarly to Cylvan's own, but clearly made to show dominance. She held it up to her Mistress to appraise, and with a nod from the woman, she started helping Rosalyn into the fitted leather costume. The top wrapped in firmly all around Rosalyn's neck and covered most of her chest except for a sideways diamond shaped window that gave a clear view of her cleavage as the corset section below pushed her ample bust up almost obscenely. It hugged closely against her waist most of the way except for another diamond opening showing off her well toned stomach and the bottom point of which ending just above her sex. A matching leather pair of booty shorts clung to her hips made more erotic with a zipper running down along her crotch for easy access when desired. The boots and gloves were almost identical to the pair Cylvan wore, covered in rows of studs, though they lacked straps and cuffs Hardcore that were usually reserved for submissive pets only. Appropriately dressed now, Rosa turned to the mirror and admired outdoor herself in it, turning around and around again to make sure everything was perfect. She smirked in approval while Cylvan watched with her lower lip held between her teeth. Mistress Rosalyn was the most beautiful thing in Cylvan's world in that moment. Muffled through the walls, Rosalyn and Cylvan could hear deep thumping music playing. The first act was beginning and they knew they still had a little while before it was time to get going again. It will help you too.” And so was I, for that matter. All of the sudden the entire camp descended into a maelstrom of death and chaos. Grace schooled her expression when she caught sight of Gunter out of the corner of her eye; he walked to stand beside her, his penis slick and showing a glob of semen at the tip. His mind was foggy. She really kept up the pumping in and out. Ann, you have to put your tongue in deeper, suck harder. "I never touch my… penis, when I masturbate, or my boobs for that matter, other Hardcore than in the shower to wash. My nipples are never this sensitive but now here you are, teasing them and making my toes curl with your teeth." She was in her late 30s and Paige considered her attractive but amateur had never really noticed until she saw the tan corduroy pants she walked in for the first outdoor time in. The woman probably didn’t think much of the pants and they were just another pair that she owned but to Paige they sparked a devious idea. With a desperate lunge she blonde thrust her hips upward, grinding her cunt in a sensual circle on my mouth. A long string of it drooled down onto his belly. “I knows right from wrong sir,” he explained. One finger slipped through her folds, moving moisture up to her clit as she became wet. Her blouse was tucked into her skirt, and she asked me to pull it loose and take it off her. She couldn't tell him she didn't want to be this way. I giggled a little and kissed him on the forehead and said thank you. I reply. The green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you The bike went on it in the same speed and he threw up and fell back on the seat. "If you fail me, bitch, you will pay Big Boobs dearly." of juice to her lips and allowed her to sip and swallow at her own pace.