2-3 times a week hewoke in a cold sweat with the memory of sitting at his mom's dressingtable while Amy and Susan applied makeup to his face. They wo...rked forhours and when they turned the chair to face the mirror, he saw abeautiful girl staring back.The memories of this dream haunted his thoughts. What did it mean? Asluck would have it, his parents were shopping in the city on one of hisdays off. They'd be away for hours and he couldn't help himself.Again he found himself sitting at his. After a few minutes we could hear Soleta starting to cum. We all said we better let her enjoy this moment as the next thing may not be as comfortable. As Soleta came, she took L out of her mouth and started to scream that she loved getting fucked and wanted us to fuck her harder. Both me and P fucked her harder as she came. As she came, L moved and so did P. P moved so he was almost squatted above Soleta. L knelt behind us. I felt the end of his dick touch my balls. I could feel his end move. Harris would take Chelle, making love to his chocolate princess or fucking his black whore, while Akira watched, imitating her mothers movements against a pillow or rubbing away again. Chelle had talked to Akira whenever she could as soon as Akira was able to understand anything, and told her what was expected, what pretty little dolls like Akira born from sluts like herself were expected to do. Listening to them talk made Harris both proud and hard. Chelle was completely subjugated, his, and. I just know how you've been flirtin' at the gym and I thought you might be lookin' for a little more. A little' something' you ain't getting' at home." I thought we could ... talk ... get to know each other better."Her eyes keep returning to his lap, drawn by equal part curiosity and attraction. The swelling in his pants hadn't got any smaller in fact she was sure it was getting bigger and thicker."That's what I thought too, we'd get to know each other better, way better!" Another smile broke.