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But the two young girls could not keep still, and occasionally the precious medicine would miss its mark, dripping onto Brie’s chin or over her cheek. Elsie felt her heart thumping in her ears as she began to squat ever lower. Each of her quick breaths felt hot and desperate in her dry mouth. She shifted her stance wider, bringing her crotch down closer and closer to Brie’s waiting mouth, until at last her puffy pussy made contact with her best friend’s lips. Elsie’s eyes went wide when she felt her friend’s mouth touch against her forbidden spot, taking in as much of the erotic scene as she could. She mewled at the novel feeling of Brie’s hot breath against and up inside of her sex. Brie needed no coaxing and began to slide her tongue up and down Elsie’s gash, prying it in between her labia, and up into her tunnel, licking up as much of Oliver and Elsie’s cum as she could manage. But Brie’s own wanton lust recognized the sexual needs of her partner, and soon medicine was not her only goal. She wriggled her tongue up her friend’s slit until she found the hardened nubbin of Elsie’s little clit. Elsie cried out and gripped Brie’s hair with sticky fingers, pressing the girl’s face against her pussy. There, Brie began to moan and lap wildly, licking up Elsie’s cum cocktail and rushing her toward her third orgasm. It was at that moment, amidst the girls’ wailing and moaning and oral experimentation, that the door to asian the green room swung open wide. There stood the assistant, frozen in shock at the sight of the two girls making love while their two boyfriends gawked from the sidelines. “What the fuck?” the large woman croaked. She nearly dropped her clipboard. The two girls whirled to face her. Elsie quickly flipped her bikini bottoms over her exposed mound and covered her face with her other hand. Brie, with her own hands bound, could only sit back on her heels and blush, staring at the floor. “Uh,” the woman continued with pause, “You two are up.” Then she asked skeptically, “Are you ready?” “Yeah, we’re ready,” Elsie said breathlessly and smoothed over the wrinkles in her suit aimlessly. indian Brie nodded silently. She was lucid enough to feel the shame of being caught in such a position, yet her head still throbbed with excitement and her prolonged lack of satisfaction. She strongly desired to close the door on the woman and forego the rest of the fashion show so that Elsie could return the oral favor; or perhaps even feel one or both of the boys breach her pussy for the first time in her young life. The assistant looked them over quickly to make sure their pieces were in place and then guided them out the door. “Alright, let’s get lined up.” Brie got to her feet and asked, “What about my hands? I’m not going out there tied up, am I?” The large woman tutted, leading the girls from behind. “I have strict instructions not to untie you until you’re going on stage. Now come on, we’re already down to the wire.” She swatted Brie’s small naked butt with her clipboard to hurry her along. It was a light smack, but Brie still gasped as if it had stung, and squirmed as she walked. The sudden sensation on her nerves rippled through her body, and she almost came right there. She began to pant manically, wondering when her pleasurable nightmare would finally be over. They found their marks behind the quickly shrinking line of models at the stage entrance, each one cued by the line manager with a tap on the shoulder. Elsie leaned over to check in with Brie. “Hey, how are you doing?” Brie whined, “I need to cum bad,” and furtively added with a sigh, “I want my dad.” Elsie didn’t have time to wonder if the two comments were related or if the latter was a non-sequitur, for she received her cue by the line manager that it was her turn to strut down the catwalk. And strut is what she did. Ever the natural, Elsie snapped into performance mode, soaking up the lights and sashaying to the music. I held her beautiful body close to me, one hand across her tight stomach, the other with a fist full of creamy tit flesh, her hard nipple poking into the palm of my hand. See you all at dinner tonight.” Whatever powers he had, they seemed to include the ability to manipulate and enhance his body. The people I was working with found out early it was best to leave me alone and let me slap myself around. I was seriously considering it. “I'm sorry, Sir. He signals to one of his men who depart, smirking. And the parents knew that. Awww fuck daddy, I can feel that, how fucking amazing, he said, and I stayed there spent for the moment. Just like girls are free to have sex with whomever they want. “I'll make it easy for you, I know you can't indian protect yourself. Maybe there was a basement! I didn't know if asian I could ever face my son again. His cock had slid out of her during their struggle, he was riding her back and now he had her in a prone bone position, he made her reach back and spread her cheeks, his cock opened her, he fucked her until she'd gone beyond begging and crying, she was limp under him. I grabbed my laptop and sat beside her, not right up on her but just next to.