He deserves to be put in his place.Still feeling the high over the small amount of control you were able to have over her brother, Heather returned to... her bedroom. She couldn't help herself from feeling aroused, and decided to take care of her needs. She climbed into bed and began to think about Peter masturbating in just the other room, still humiliated by being caught. Her right hand found its way into her pajama pants. She fantasized about opening Peter's bedroom door, seeing him jerking. Sadie and Tasha were bumping and grinding all over Lita, lightly caressing everything from her legs to her neck, and she didn't mind at all. Suddenly she felt Sadie's finger rubbing her wet slit from behind. Tasha pulled Lita's dress down over her 34C breasts, bent down and flicked her warm tongue over Lita's nipples. She let out a moan and Sadie whispered in her ear, "Your pussy is so wet. I love it, and now I'm gonna fuck it." Lita was on the brink of orgasm and Sadie's middle and index. As your hand unthinkingly brushes your left breast, you get shivers up and down your spine, thinking of how he will touch you tonight. How you will succumb to the touch, and respond by lubricating inside, and becoming tender and receptive. You yearn for the feeling of him inside you."Ew! I didn't like this now. That was gross. Yet, if I ever did become a real woman, I guess I would want to make love. But this was just a fantasy anyway. If I did become a woman, I'd be masturbating by now. Or. Brandy had just finished a shift at the bank where she was a teller and was still dressed in her 'professional' cream-colored blouse and grey skirt. She wore her blonde hair up and the reading glasses that dangling from a chain around her neck made her look more like a young librarian than anything else. However, her transformation from employee to bound serial-killer victim was just minutes away."I laid your costume for tonight on the bed," Grant hollered from the bathroom.'And that is why I.