"Just think of me as...the referee." It was a femininevoice, but had a very controlled edge to it, a very mature tone. Sam gotthe sense that he was de...aling with someone who was very much in commandof his current situation."The referee for what?"The eyes started to fade into the darkness."Have a good time, you stud you."A scrape of metal on stone sounded from the walls and floor and Sam feltthe bonds restraining him let go. He stepped forward and tried to grabwhoever was in front of him but she. As I took my shots I made sure to bend over, my tiny flared mini skirt raising up even higher.Giving an easy view up to my arse and knickers.The guys egged me on letting me know they could see my knickers, that my tits were straining against my tight top and that I was making them hard by my wanton teasing actions.I could sense the teens looking over at the bawdy scene unfolding on the lane next to them, and as I have said I tried to give them a good show. Half way into the game and onto my. "My apologies, gentlemen. Sometimes Ed gets a little over zealous when he changes." Ed moved away from Ben, who zipped himself back up. "But that's not all my machine can do."Ed stepped back into the machine while Anderson pushed a few more buttons. Ed now began to change again, but he shrank more. He went from his now 5'4" to about 3'6". His long blond locks changed to brown pigtails. His breasts and hips shrank and he was the perfect figure of a little school girl about 5 or 6 years old. He. This nearly got them locked up – obviously a more subtle approach was required. There was no problem in finding dozens of young girls in the outlying towns willing to hand over the name and location of the woman responsible for their cuntal mutilation in response to a chance to watch Kit fuck her Dad. Kurt stripped off, kissing and pleasuring Kit between the legs before pulling her sopping wet cunt onto his massive erection. Kit stroked and rubbed her own clit as she rose and fell on his BBC;.