Christine’s Valuable Lesson part deux

22 Ocak 2023 Kapalı Yazar: analsex

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In our first encounter with Christine, we learned that she was just a little promiscuous and was caught in the act. Her two gentlemen friends plotted against her, but she got wise to their game. Using her feminine wiles, she appealed to their most basic animal need … sex. She became their little naughty sex slave. And so we continue our erotic tale. “Mmm … please.” Christine moaned. “Get your fucking clothes on,” Devon ordered. “We’re going on a little trip.” “But, it’s ten o’ clock …” Christine began. “Ah, you are our sex slave, no? And what we want goes, yes?” Christine nodded her head, slowly rising from the bed and walking to her closet. Devon slapped her ass hard as she walked by. “Better hurry up or you might be half naked when we decide to leave.” “Hmm … why does that sound like a great idea?” Will snickered. “Christine … wear a button-up shirt, no bra, no panties, and a skirt.” “Ah, brilliant, my istanbul travesti friend. Mmm accessible goods … I’m all for that.” Devon slapped Will on the back. “All right, slut, we’re gonna leave you to it. We’ll be in the living room. Gotta ask Wills something anyway.” Christine just shook her head. She silently chided herself for the mess she was presently in. Admittedly, she was enjoying being tossed between the two of them. She had often wondered what it would be like to be fucked by both of her guys and now she was actually living it. Mmm … I’m going to make the best of this mistake. When the guys made it well out of Christine’s earshot, Will asked pointedly, “What is it?” “Think you’re sister would be up for play tonight?” “My sister? Which one … Diane?” Devon snickered at Will’s uneasiness. “No, not that one. You know the one I mean.” “Rachel?!” Will breathed, nearly istanbul travestileri choking on the words. “Dude, I haven’t been … I mean … It’s been forever.” “I got a great idea … she is going to be a key player. We need her.” Devon eyed him. “Besides, it will be fun. Call her up. Have her meet us in the park in fifteen.” “Hmm maybe you’re right.” A slow grin spread across Will’s face. “This could get interesting.” “Hmm.” Devon moaned in agreement. “Especially with what I have in mind, bro. Could be VERY interesting.” ——————————————————————————————————– Twenty minutes later, the three of them were standing in the park, idly watching the moonlight dance upon the lake’s soft waves. It really was a gorgeous night. Will couldn’t help glancing at Christine. The gentle breeze toyed with her hair and teased travesti her skirt, reminding him that she was indeed naked under her clothing. He almost apologized for what he had thought about her earlier in the evening. Almost. “Well …” Devon broke the silence. “Let’s get this party started.” “Right.” Will agreed. “The other player is on standby. Just waiting on the go ahead.” “Sounds good.” Devon nodded. “Get the stuff from the trunk of my car.” Will hurriedly ran to the car. “Now, Christine, I want you to lay down with your hands and feet together.” “What?!” Christine spat. “Need I remind you that you are our sex slave for the evening and that you are here on your own free will?” Devon glared at her. “You can choose to obey … or you can be forced to obey. Either way …” “Oh, okay.” Christine interrupted, as she plopped herself down on the dew-riddled grass. “Just don’t …” “Okay, got the rope.” Will returned, somewhat breathless. “Don’t what?” Devon chuckled. “Don’t tie you up?” “Yeah.” Christine sighed. “Aw … too bad.” Devon said, binding Christine’s wrists together. “K, Wills, call her up.” “Her?” Christine inquired. Devon laughed riotously. Something about the way he laughed worried her.

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