There was no docile acceptance.It hit me right before the syringe pierced into my thigh. Alice had tricked me. The second chemical wasn’t a serum to... keep a bimbo looking hot and sexy. It was something else. The cold serum flooded through my thighs. The chemical that would turn me into a docile idiot. An airhead.I glanced down at Alice. Such triumph burned across her face.“That’s right,” the redhead grinned, her airhead, bubbly joy vanished, her green eyes smoldering. “A bimbo doesn’t have to be. 10 min tak hum smooch karte rahe. phir woh mujhe uthakar room mein le gay apni tshirt uttar di. maine uska barmuda kinch diya. or woh meri sari utarne lage.mera petticot ka bhi khol diya. or mere pure body ko kiss karte rehe. main bhi usse exit kar rahi thi who phir mere boobs dabana laga main siskeriyan le rahi thi.usne mera blouse ki hooks khol di. ab mein sirf bra or panty mein thi. phir kiss karte hue meri bra or panty khol di. main pehli baar kisi paray mard ke samne nangi ho gai. woh mera. Her eyes went wide. "You? Renee? A baby?" She threw her arms around my neck in a tight hug. "Ral! That's great news!"I didn't know how to accept her elation. Of all the things I expected, out-right joy wasn't one of them. Don't ask what I did expect because I couldn't answer. Something bad, like jealousy or maybe concern, but Erin was brighter than that.Holding Erin to me, I could smell her light perfume. A fragrance that always turned my head, as it did again. I took in a deep whiff and not. Next, I flipped her over so she was facing me. I reached under her legs and gripped her lower back with my hands. I lifted her tiny body up and placed her against the wall. Her legs were wrapped over my forearms and I swear she had to have weighed less than 100 pounds. I slipped inside of her tight pussy and started thrusting again. Because I was the only thing supporting her, she couldn't control how hard or deep I went. She began to moan at the top of her lungs. As my dick slipped in and out.