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Alistair asked. Laura nodded, and passed him her phone. The new photos were of Erica naked and urinating into a glass while crying, with the intimation that she would be drinking from that glass later; and of Erica pushing a condom full of sperm into her pussy while squeezing her tits. Laura knew that nobody who saw those photos would ever be able to look at Erica normally or take her seriously. She no longer cared much. She found it hard to see the loving girl she had started dating in Erica indian - she now saw only a whiny, annoying fake-lesbian slut who was only useful for licking Laura's cunt. Every time she thought about Erica, Laura felt a tiny surge of guilt for what she had done to Erica, and how she had changed Erica's life, and rather than experience that horrible feeling, Laura crushed it by thinking about how much she wanted to slap and rape her girlfriend. Laura hadn't made Erica into this crying traumatized slut - Erica had always been a whore, and Laura was just discovering that. Surely that was the case. Alistair took out his cock now and started to masturbate while looking at the new pictures. Laura felt a stab of jealousy. Why was he only starting to play with himself when he saw Erica? Didn't he get hard enough from looking at Laura? "I've got a new task for you, bitch slut," Alistair said. Laura knew he was talking about her. "Yes?" she asked - or moaned, rather. Her hand felt good on her cunt. "We have blowjob a new bitch starting today. You may have seen her outside. Her name is Katy, and she's a hot piece of ass. Did you think she was hot when you saw her?" Laura didn't want to say she was attracted to a co-worker, but she knew what Alistair wanted to hear. "Yes," she moaned. "Good slut. In fact, I have some paperwork here for you to sign, where you confess to have fantasies about raping Katy, okay? Just for my records." Laura didn't know how more demeaning confessions could make her position worse, and she couldn't think straight with a wet cunt anyway. "Yes," she just said. "Good slut. Now, as it happens, I know Katy's mother. I dated her once. She was a real bitch - refused to fuck. I told her we had planned on having lunch and maybe taking a drive. He suddenly felt every muscle in his torso contract as he felt the hot sensation of her wet little mouth rhythmically open and close against the ultra-sensitive area of his lower stomach. I started to sway to the music and dance around in a small circle. I put little one in the front of me and said ok I need to have your decision now please. Then as she started kissing my lips her finger probed deeper and found my hard little clit. He was confident just like my dad. Her hands grabbed the back of my head and she began to fuck up onto my face. Stacey is now back on my screen. “Now stand next to the end of the bed. In fact, my pucker string pulls all the way tight. “That looks divine, now let's lose the bottom.” People started leaving and eventually it was just the three of us left. He shrugged. Only few strokes and I exploded in her mouth. I groaned, thrusting hard indian and fast into my mother's juicy twat. Ignoring my question, she begged, "Come on Johnny please, please, please, you can take all this horny feeling away. She called blowjob Belinda to the air lock and said you will be in command tomorrow for our pickups. Get on your knees you stupid slut!” Prestira immediately dropped to her knees, her eyes full of vulnerability. You weren’t even there, ” Emily growled. But she realized, it didn’t matter what she wanted, or what felt good for her, she wanted to be a slave, his slave, and had told him as much. "I don't really know how to do this, but here goes. His eyes once again fixed on mine. I did a quick shave and washed my hair, then body. Katie was sitting next to him and noticed the low grade as well. I pushed her down even further.