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The clothes were all in good shape it was just that Lisa had outgrown them and Sophie held up a few items commenting on how nice they were saying that her daddy couldn’t afford such nice clothes and that she got most of hers from charity shops.I watched as they sorted through the clothes more so that I could catch another glimpse up Sophies skirt but she was being careful although Lisa had a balanced crouch and had her legs nicely spread, ooh she had red panties on today, Yum.They both giggled. He pointed me to where i have to go. I started walking away as i hit the nearist alli way. Then a man clovered my mouth i passed out cold.I woke up to find my self tide to a bed gagged blindfolded. i struggled a little seeing thats theres not use. I hear foot step then a wisper in my ear. A man says"what do we have here. a little pussy cat on my bed??? Well little kitten you are fine know and call me master of you will be punished in the way i fell is most fight." i feel a sharp cold object. After a while I went into her; sitting beside her with my arm around her. Through her tears she explained why we were being so cruel to her. One of my hands ran comfortingly under her arm against the side of her breast; the other lightly stroking her bare thigh. My cunt was on fire.Her head rested against my neck and all it would take to kiss her would be for me to turn my head.Then I could have given her a big wet comforting kiss while my hands ran through her hair. We would have slowly fallen. A lovely light sweat had also broken out between Michelle’s breasts, which gently rolled down between her cleavage. I think she was quietly taking pleasure in my discomfort but did nothing to put me at my ease, if anything I felt that Michelle was milking the situation, deliberately opening her legs to let me she her clearly defined pussy lips. When we had finished the job, Michelle asked if I would like a drink, as it was hot and it was the least she could do to say thank you. I could hardly.
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