Anne gasped in mock horror "I have not!" she protested."You're kidding, right?" was my incredulous reply."Good." She buried her face in Anja's pussy again."P-please..."

I jerked my eyes back to her face. After giving her a nervous smile, I said, "Wow, Jenna. I didn't recognize you! You usually dress kind of—"~~~~But Mistress got to come all the time. How could she be wrong when she was so smart? How could Ia be right when she was just a stupid, horny bimbo?"It can feel so much nicer. You're breathing it in right now." She giggled. "Can't you feel it filling you up like a balloon? Your cock's getting soooo hard. I can feel it." She purred the word.