N that’s ma weakest part. ..Mujje control hi nahi hota….Meri panty ke upar se chut pe hath ferne laga….Mai bhi underwear ke upar se lund ko masa...l rahi thi…Mere upar kiss ki barish ki….Bad me meri panty nikali…Phir usne itne jor se ungli dali under….Uuuiimaaa….Aaaa….Wo ungli under bahar karne laga…Maja aane laga….Phir usne uski under wear nikali…Itne dino baad lund ko dekh rahi thi….Chudne ki iccha aur badh gayi….Usne mere pair uthaye…Aur condom pahan ke chut pe lund rakh diya..Maine apni aankhe. They'd be chasingeach other's tails all day long even now except that now they'reall frozen, in suspended animation. When they next wake up andbecome active and potent again, "motile" she calls it, they'll findthemselves already inside some woman's warm, dark, slippery vagina,and they won't know why exactly but they'll all feel this yearning,this terrible urge to push deeper into her, and they'll feelcompetitive like guys do to get to her center, the core of herfemininity, to drive for dear. Ken comes to pick up my wife to take her to the airport and they are both dressed in business attire. Karen kisses me good-bye as she walks out the door with her small suitcase. I wave to Ken out in our driveway and watch as they drive off. I can’t get the picture out of mind that my wife and lady of our young baby might be having sex with her huge, athletic, black boss!!!!Karen calls me from the hotel that night where she and her boss are staying. She tells me that she had forgotten her breast. The Doctor's thumb pressed the plunger down, sending a thin stream of hormones into Tonya's enhanced chest; the captive girl was sweating profusely, even though the room was fairly cool.When the syringe was empty, the Doctor withdrew it from his captive's breast, then walked over to the table, set it down, and picked up another one, walking over to Tonya's other side. Again, the needle pierced the Harding breast, to the accompaniment of her screams and agonized writhing; the hormones were.