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‘Noooo…not right, not, mmm, good’ she whispered faintly, arching her back in a poor attempt to escape the promise of Isabelle’s soft fingers. Scarlett was almost lost to the pleasure, but she needed Issy to...stop. ‘I don’t, mmm, want to…’ She felt her bra, stroking the surrounding skin, then unclasped it. Scarlett gasped, writhing on the bed. ‘No Issy, it’s not right, you shouldn’t be...ooh’ her protest was halted by Isabelle’s palms cupping her firm tits, gently rubbing the soft flesh. Her C-cups were a perfect handful, and as Isabelle’s fingers slowly stroked circles around Scarlett’s nipples, she gasped, the gentle MILF touch sending her over the edge. Her thighs quivered and her pussy clenched, as the wonderful pleasure sent a glossy pleasant joy over her entire body. She rode the waves of delight, shuddering in her friends tender indian embrace. ‘Oh! Oh...wow, uh, Oh my God…’ Isabelle’s touch sent electric pleasure coursing through her blood, and her panties grew wet with moisture. ‘Mmm...we shouldn’t have done that…’ But it felt so goooood… Isabelle’s breasts pushed into her friends back, the fleeting sensation driving her own passions. She began to feel awkward, getting excited from another girl - I don’t have to like girls to enjoy how hot this is … she reassured herself. Her pussy was trickling juices underneath her skirt, but she knew the rules. If only Darius was here… She doggystyle continued massaging Scarlett’s breasts, urged by the coos of Big Dick pleasure, her soft moans, her feeble protests. ‘Nooo, Issy we...mmm...we shouldn’t...oh please, I’m not...I’m not a, ooh a slut, pleeease...why won’t you listen…’ But Isabelle did listen. She listened to the soft tremors of her body, the slow rhythmic tensing of her muscles, and the excited hardness of her nipples. She teased the sensitive nubs, rubbing circles with her fingers, pinching with her thumbs, tender tugs, soft squeezes. Scarlett found that she wife couldn’t struggle, even if she wanted to. Her mind was utterly washed away by the cascading waves of pleasure that rocked her mind. She was self-aware enough to realise that she was behaving just like a brainless, horny little doll. She felt so naughty, so free. At least I’m not in control...ooh, it feels so good to be horny, to be dominated… ‘This feels really nice, doesn’t it Scarlett?’ ‘Mmm, yeah, I, oh, I suppose…’ ‘I bet your pussy is begging for some attention…’ Isabelle squirmed and squealed. ‘No no no…’ she whined. ‘This...ooh, can’t be happening…’ her voice was barely a hoarse whisper now. Scarlett had almost forgotten why she was protesting, but hearing her own feeble cries ignited the fiery passions between her thighs. Isabelle grinned. ‘Issy. Please please listen. We’re friends...this isn’t normal.’ Suddenly she took a deep sharp breath, as if about to cry out, but Isabelle’s hand snaked down her thigh, and instead she merely whimpered. She undid the front of her jeans, then reached down to her white panties. They had pretty pink flowers on them. Scarlett melted, leaning back against her friend, cushioned by her breasts and thick cardigan. Isabelle propped her back against the wall with a couple of pillows, Scarlett’s hands reaching up to grope at the fleshy mounds of her tits. Issy ran a anal sex hand up her friends panties, pressing her pussy mound and absorbing the juices through the dark, damp patch at the front of her panties. Her hands seemed to work on their own to pump him dry. As far as a job, I work off of the Internet and I’m in school to be a nurse.” I said. “Pater's cock!” I snarled as my claws tore into his back. She moved to get back onto his hand; he pulled it back further. 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