Some flour spilled out and covered her apron in fine dust. She didn’t look over at Roy.“Spit it out.” Roy’s voice rose, and his patience faded.... Linda told him what they’d said in a hushed voice.“They think they can turn everything back to normal? But electrifying the lake?” Roy thought things over. Linda started to say something, but he shushed her. “We’re going to borrow your car, Mrs. Riles. Come on Davey-boy, let’s go.”“You’re going to help them? Will this make David better again?” Linda. I reach for the next box, it contains a school uniform outfit, not your cheap tacky hen night one, a proper one, the skirt looks VERY short though, it's more like a tartan belt !There are white fishnet hold ups, what kind of school has them in the uniform I chuckle to myself, next box, a collar and a leash, next box, a clutch bag, I open it, lube, condoms, small bottle of mouthwash and a lipstick...I complete my transformation, I am asked 3 times if I am done, typical I'm afraid, it takes a. “You’re lovin’ it, aren’t you, dear? Good! I want you hooked on me! I want you to have thousands of reasons to stay. I’m yours now and you’re mine! We’ll have others, of course, but this ... this is us. This is you and me time. This is me proving to you, yet again, that you always cum first with me. Always. I live to please and serve you, Abel Lindberg,” Christina swore to him with passion in her voice.These words and her latest stroke, where she tightened even more on Abel’s dick, forced him. ‘Uuummmmppphh!’ she screamed and her body tensed, trying subconsciously to repel the intruder. John grabbed a hold of her hips and held her firmly in place, just in case she changed her mind. ‘Relax babe … I told you before … just relax every muscle and it will only hurt for a minute.’ She moaned a little, not sounding very convinced. Undaunted, John shoved hard again and his cock managed to lodge a further inch up her rectal passageway. ‘Jesus … that hurts!’ ‘Hang in there, darling. Not much.