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After an hour you were finally dressed up and ready for dinner. I decided to add a few finishing touches just  to remind you of your place. You’d probably complain the rest of the evening about your wet panties, but I don’t really care


Brooke was in no position to fight this, He had pushed all of the right buttons, and at this point she needed to cum so badly she couldn’t even think straight. So when he gave her the order to masturbate  – she pulled her panties to the side and moaned as her slick & sensitive pussy took precedence over all rational thinking. 

When he told her to shut up – she knew her climax would be totally devastating to her ego, and that she’d be erasing years of feminine equality…..

This is not how Natasha had envisioned her Saturday! She had agreed to “experiment”, but was quickly having second thoughts as Cameron approached with a vibrating wand and a pair of nipple clamps.

Yet she couldn’t deny the fact that she suddenly felt wetness in her panties…..umphhh.