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Amélie studied the girl's face for a couple of long moments, her smile slipping, “Ahh Lena… I’m sorry for what I did to you, with the conditioning and well, just for everything. I wanted to make you mine, break you, use you…” She looked down, “I didn’t expect this.” Lena smiled reassuringly and reached up to caress a warm palm across Amélie’s cheek, drawing her eyes back up till they met, “What you did was bad, sure, but look what came of it. I’ve had such a deep desire for you for so long… I feel free, free to love who I like and do what I like.” She smiled, her voice bright and full of excitement, “And, you know, you can use me wheneeeever you want~.” She said in a singsong voice, grinning. Amélie laughed softly and leaned in, kissing the girl briefly on the lips, “Lena, you know just what to say to make a girl happy. Now come on, let me cook you something wonderful, no?” Lena blushed softly and nodded with a smile, “Sure.” They stepped from the bathroom together and, as Amélie stepped towards her bedroom to get dressed, she noticed Lena stepping towards the living room kitchen. “Are you just going to wear the towel all night?” Amélie asked jokingly. Lena looked over her shoulder and smirked, “No no, I brought something with me to wear, it’s just in my backpack with my jumpsuit and tech. I’ll only be a few minutes!” Amélie watched as the girl practically skipped away and she smiled warmly, stepping into her bedroom to dress. Amélie decided to dress as casually as possible, as she expected Lena to do. After ensuring her skin was dry, her long hair still wet, she pulled on a pair of panties, specially designed for women who need, ‘a little extra space,’ in their pants. Over that she pulled a pair of grey sweatpants and, forgoing any sort of bra, she pulled on a simple white vest. She looked over herself in the mirror, standing this way and that, smiling as she checked out her side profile, admiring the curve of her ass, the slenderness of her torso and, most importantly, the side view of her breasts in the top, the material stretching thin to accommodate her impressive bust. Pleased with herself, she stepped through to the living room and froze in her tracks, her mouth falling open as she looked across the room at Lena. Lena was stood in the middle of the living room as if she had been waiting for Amélie to come find her. Her face lighting up in a smile as she saw Amélie, a blush touching her cheeks, “Um… Hey love.” Lena was stood in a silk nighty the same imperial purple colour as Amélie’s own Widowmaker suit. It hung from the girl's shoulders with the smallest of strings and hugged her lithe figure, a deep V showing so much cleavage that, despite her not-so-massive bust size, Amélie felt she could very easily get lost between them. The hem ended dangerously high up her thighs and Amélie knew that any wind or movement would definitely put Lena at risk of ‘showing off’. “You alright love?” Lena asked, a soft smile on her face as she tilted her head curiously. Amélie blinked, “A-ah, I um, sorry I was just… Wow, Lena.” Lena’s blush deepened and she smiled, casually sauntering over towards Amélie, looking up at her with a hungry expression, “I’m not wearing anything underneath you know… We could… You know… If you want to?” Amélie bit her lip and felt her cock twitch. She might’ve just had a huge climax a few minutes ago, but seeing Lena so deliciously inviting, she could feel the urge begin to rise within her once again. “Mmm, you have the best ideas, mon cher, maybe I could bend you over the edge or-...” Amélie stopped mid-sentence as she stepped towards the girl and looked around, her brows furrowed as she scanned the room. Lena blinked and eyed Amélie curiously, “Hey, everything okay?” Amélie nodded slowly, “Yeah, yeah no I just… Thought I heard something. I thought…” She stopped, her expression hardening. “Sombra,” Amélie said coldly. Lena looked up at her confused, “Sombra? What about h-” “Ahh, Amélie! You’ll have to tell how you know I’m here sometime eh? I was looking forward to watching this pale little piece of ass ride your dick.” Sombra said with mirth in her voice as she decloaked, reclined on one of the living room chairs, casually checking her nails over before casting her gaze over to indian the two, a none too pleasant look on her face. Lena let out a startled gasp and took a step back, moving her hands to cover what little of her modesty remained, her worry and embarrassment clear on her face as she flushed with colour. Stepping forward Amélie placed herself protectively between Sombra and her lover, “Sombra, leave, now.” When she opened her eyes she realized she wasn't in the bar in the abandoned industrial area of her hometown she was in the hotel with Joseph, he was starring at her with a concerned look in his eyes his lips moving a few times before she heard the words, "Sammi, are you okay, you're scaring me. . ." The need was stronger. Just drenched me and Becky in cum!” Their wealth had been accrued from her mums first marriage. You glance over at him and say, “I indian knew you were cumming... "I had cramps so we rested for a while" replied Kaveri looking at her husband who was smiling at her. I can feel the blood rushing through me, surging like a torrent within! Jason lost next round, he stood up and started unbuttoning his jeans. Relationships. I stood up again and Jon gently grabbed the 2 front parts of the top and pulled them away from me. The whole top was so lose fitting that the gap seemed big enough for someone to drive a bus through. First of all it had a very bitter and salty taste, so I pulled it out of my mouth before I had a chance to roll it around on my tongue.” "Thanks, that's really nice of you," she said cheerfully and knelt down between his legs. Her moans spurred me on. “Oh yes, she will be fine with that. “You know he’s right, Leon,” Willie chimed in. She looked strong and hot all at the same time. If you don’t mind me asking, where in the blue fuck is Queen Yavara?” It was Dillon. Then she would kiss my cheek and giggle .She would touch my neck where she left her mark saying"mine"and snuggle closer. So I don't know if that’s possible, what do you think?” Would you believe she ate me out full of your cum? I thought about the funny looks I got at the club, I asked myself, does she have a penis, is it why the other guy asked if I'm OK with her?? She was probably pissed when posting all the unguarded confessions about her depression and how her daughter was in pieces.