"Did I hear her correctly?Did she just call me 'lucky'?I don't care if she has saved me from having to wear a maternity dress witharrows on the front,... it's time I stopped letting myself be dragged frompillar to post and spoke my mind."Sorry, that's not on. I was thrust into this body against my will whileyou lot stood and watched. Why? Because I just happened to have once beenHelen Sutton's favourite pupil. Then I get pulled off the street by thatarsehole Cunningham, after which you tell me. What’s going on?Eve: Hahaha! Funny story. The genius here broke the key in the door and we can’t get in.Me: How did that happen?Abigail: I don’t know, I was taking a shower and when I came back the damn thing broke in the door!Me: Why are you dressed like it’s winter?Eve: Someone gave her those, she only had the towel on her.Me: Aren’t you hot in those?Abigail: If you want to know, I’m hot in everything! Now can you help us kick the door down or what? Of course, if you are man enough!Me: Can’t. ‘Will you do the buckles?’ I pulled her legs over the side of the bed then I held the back of each calve with my hand and slipped her shoes on. I worked the pins into the straps. ‘Do you love me?’ she asked. ‘Of course, why do you ask?’ ‘It’s nothing. Really.’ There are times like these I wish I could pop the thought bubble above her head, letting whatever she’s thinking spill out for me to read. My hand skimmed over her thigh. ‘You have nice legs.’ ‘I’m kind of scared.’ ‘You’ll do just fine.’. Jasmine teased her pussy slowly at first, pushing the dildo into her waiting pussy letting her desire build. She pulled it from her body only to want more with each stroke. Writhing upon the bed and her hips rising up towards each thrust she could no longer tease Eric for she had forgotten all about him watching her. All she thought of was the feeling between her legs now. Each thrust was quicker as she drove the dildo into her pussy as far as it would go and as hard as she could. Her breath.