“Hey!” I scoffed and flicked him in the side of his head. The both of us had become slaves to a laughing fit. I could feel his chest move up and d...own on mine as he laughed. After the laughing had subsided silence took its turn. He hadn’t moved, he was still pinning me down and was still smiling at me. I could feel myself being dragged into those eyes again, and with the added pressure of his body on mine I felt like kissing him there and then. Not that I needed to, he got there first. His soft. With useless bitchnipples anyway... and after the castration... that horriblecastration... and birth control pills... and all the female hormones...and literally black market... of other underground drug... and bitchhormone concoctions... along with the Prolactin... that He's beenpumping into you... for days... after the castration... you're nowcursed... with a pair of overly sensitive breasts... with your bitchnipples... now swollen... and tender from the female hormones... so thatthey're. He loosened her slacks, but he didn’t push under the waistband.When he’d spread the shirt wide, he climbed on top of her. They were mouth to mouth and chest to breasts. Just when she had decided that his kisses were the most exciting possible, he showed her a more exciting one.His chest hair scraped her nipples, and his mouth came down to soothe them. Fire burned in her stomach, and he kissed down to the fire.He got off the bed, lifted her, and eased her slacks down. From the foot of the bed,. Henry’s cum squirted out the sides and running down my thighs as he began fucking my ass. Chester grabbed my hair, pulling it back a little making me pant and moan louder. I bucked my fat ass back at Chester fucking them both. My body was loving this. As much as I hated them my pussy was aching for more and more and the boys could tell. James stopped suckling my nipples, looking around to Chester and Henry “you know we need to take this bitch out tonight and have some fun boys, she’s.