Wendy was a tomboy type who always maintained good grades and was a model student in Kerri's eyes. She approached the desk with a timid, apprehensive... expression on her pretty face, but the girl quickly overcame her initial fear. "I wanted to see your absolutely gorgeous breasts up close, as they look divine with the piercings." Her voice was a mere whisper and so quiet that only Kerri could hear. "I've wanted to get mine done for a long time, but haven't worked up the courage to do it,". I wondered what it would be like to feel his tongue on the tip of my dick. I could not help myself.“so you’re the fuck are you?Look at you.Well how would you like my shaft slid into your throat?”I could not help myself, the words poured out of me as my loins began to throb and fill. I heard him groan a disapproving sound, and this turned me on. I anticipated the feeling of dominating over him, showing him who was the boss, of making him cum and scream like a bitch, I wanted to make him. Did she really look like that, Kayami thoughtlooking in the mirror. At least she was cute. If she had to be a girl,that was something. But she couldn't possibly be a girl. She was wearing adress, though. She didn't have a bra on, but the girl in the mirror didn'tseem to have one on either. She grimaced and watched as her reflection didthe same. She licked her lips and felt something waxy. I'm wearinglipstick, I am a girl!, she thought as if that proved it."...nothing else I can do for you. His tone made Carrie’s butt scrunch in an involuntarily reaction. Brody picked saw her butt bunch up and knew how to proceed. Brody understood that Carrie needed to be taken down a peg or two. The agent had outsmarted herself and now Brody had caught her red- handed in a lie. She had been secretly investigating him, by being a pal to his wife and daughter. This invasion of his family’s privacy to track down leads would not go unpunished.“Look me in the face Carrie” Brody demanded.Carrie.