She had on a corset that barely contained her bulging bosom, and fishnet stockings that clung to her thighs so tightly, her succulent flesh was protruding from the netting. “Focus…” she hissed, one crimson eye closing in a knowing wink, “make me a perfect, little fox, and I’ll let you do anything to me. You know I will; you softcore know I’ll love it.” Goddamn it, I thought, desperately trying to remember what the fuck a fox even was, my mind was so preoccupied, bushy tail… orange fur… are they cats? No, they’re dogs. Pointed ears… white highlights… Angela stroking me, her breath on my lips, her breasts on my chest, her… “Am I distracting you?” Gloria smirked, her red tongue circling my nipple, and trailing lower. “Your fucking witchcraft is,” I groaned, “I would really like it if you un-fucked my mind.” “Having dirty thought about your sister, hmm?” Gloria chuckled, tongue sliding lower and lower, a trail of saliva sheening my abdomen, “Sorry, Your Holiness, but the change is permanent. You can striptease pretend I’m her, if it helps.” “God, I fucking hate you.” I grumbled as Gloria’s playful mouth moved to my pelvis. “You can show me just how much you hate me,” Gloria giggled, stopping just before my shaft, “once you make me a new pet.” Her lips hovered just above my tip, her breath blowing gently on the froth of precum at its apex, her eyes smiling teasingly from the black outline of erotic her eyeshadow. A single, elegant finger ran up my length, brushing along every bump and vein, and then sliding back down, caressing me, petting me. Another finger moved into the lacing of her corset, and freed her breasts in a wonderful jiggle. They pillowed against my pelvis, pressed on all sides of my shaft, and enveloped all but the last inch of my length. Gloria’s cheeks went gaunt in a girlish pursing of her lips, and she poked her tongue from the glistening trap of her mouth, and began tortuously licking my throbbing head. “Oh, goddamn it!” I growled in frustration. There was no way I was getting anything done with this level of distraction. “You’re doing it all wrong.” Gloria smiled, “Stop trying to paint it in your head. You can’t think something alive; you need to birth it from your soul. Feel me, let my pleasure guide you, and let the life flow naturally from your mind.” I let my mind grow blank (it wasn’t hard), and relaxed, letting transient thought take over. Gloria wrapped her lips about my tip, and pushed her palms against her breasts, squishing them about my throbbing cock. I marveled at the sensation of her warm, malleable flesh enveloping me, her breasts rising and falling with her pressing hands, massaging me with softness as her lips rotated, and her teasing tongue slid down. Wet warmth surrounded me as her chin separated her encasing bosom, and soft heat replaced it as her mouth moved up, and her breasts moved together. Then, it was there. Perfect as could be, right in the center of my mind. girls I let the image flow from my cognizance and into the world, and the pet fox Gloria desired glowed an ethereal blue, and then materialized before us. It gave us each a confused look, and then padded to the corner, and curled into a ball. “A deal’s a deal, Gloria.” I smirked, petting her hair. “So, it is,” Gloria’s low, sultry voice sang out, her half-mast eyes telling me she was ready for anything, “well done. How do you want me?” “I want you…” I said, teasing her lips with a thumb, and smiling as she sucked it, “to help me get into The Screeching Siren to contact Angela.” Gloria’s seductive gaze narrowed to slits, her playful smirk thinned to a frown, and her grip on my cock grew a little too tight. “You said anything!” I exclaimed. “I meant that you could stick your fist in my ass, or something,” Gloria growled, “I didn’t mean assist you with your suicide!” My fingers drank in the feel of her silky skin. It had been a one night thing. I suspect the sister was a bleach softcore job as her Mom and Dad had dark hair..more to be discovered about hair color and Mom. I was not striptease blessed with a big dick, I’m 4 inches when hard. Now lower yourself down.” She complied, and he bit his lip, trying not to moan. She shook her blonde head. I can lick your girls balls. Roger?" After looking at the two choices a few minutes she decided on the black and white dress. This would be too easy. The first thing I wanted to do when I went to college was join a fraternity. My aunt pulled my penis out through the opening in my boxers. She eagerly sucked me in until my balls tapped her chin, and I immediately stared to stroke in and out of her lips. How do I erotic act now? The night before Judy phoned me to remind me of our meeting the next day. It should be a gold mine that your ever ready friend could never resist.” But I know that ain’t true. As she did so I watched as his cock, gleaming with juice shrank. “How fucking weird,” I muttered as I set it down, my brow furrowed. She is a very naughty woman. James-----For once, I don’t know what to say. behold, on my 18th birthday Danny came to pick me up Zena’s eyes closely watched for any reaction from Carmen at the same time, and picked up Zena’s appreciative gaze on her bare, tanned legs as she settled into the chair.� Mikaela teasing added a third finger and this was enough for Ronja to be pushed over the edge. The crotch of the swim suit was already starting to dampen. My lips sucked on the tip of his cock. Angela ask. Her makeup was done to make her look like a movie star. The cute little brunette. As we flew through the palace's spires, the golden facets glimmered like mirrors. Kitana looked up at Master, searching for any signs of softness or mercy in those eyes. Right there. I stopped as I felt the anger welling up in me again. “Nope,” I said. Kellie said that she had a special place for her Dad, since he was a sneaky dog for all these years…he can sleep with them.