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Old 01-31-2018, 10:41 AM
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Default her depravity. Her face as she gazed hypnotically back toward the dog reminded Lacey

her depravity. Her face as she gazed hypnotically back toward the dog reminded Lacey
of a poster she had seen once of a witch in a trance. Her whole churning body radiated
the awesome energy of her sexuality. Though she was still struggling with her
disapproval of what May was doing, Lacey could not help admiring the brunette's
uncanny beauty and abandon. She found it hard to convince herself that anything so
totally compelling, anything that brought such joy, could be all bad.
As she knelt outside May's bedroom door, Lacey gradually became aware of processes
going on in her own body and mind. There was an excitement, rising from somewhere
deep in her belly, spreading a delightful glow through her being. And there was a
growing preoccupation with the beauty of May's lithe, naked body.
The teenager had never really let herself admire another woman before. She had already
admired May as a person. Now she was learning to appreciate her sexual self. She
watched the way the older woman's firm tight buttocks writhed around before the dog's
tireless strokes. Lamplight highlighted little beads of sweat that stood out over her
buttocks and along her spine. May's breasts looked so round and soft and inviting,
Lacey began to feel a forbidden urge to lick them and suck them. Her mind
automatically recoiled from such wanton thoughts. But her body grew steadily hotter.
Her pussy was growing wetter underneath her nightgown.
It was obvious that May's excitement too was building steadily toward a crescendo.
"Ooohh, God, Pogo, your cock's so good, baby! Screw me hard! Harder, darling!"
The perversity of May addressing a dog with endearments usually reserved for human
lovers intensified Lacey's dazed excitement. She still felt like she was in a dreamworld.
Waking up from a sound sleep to such a strange spectacle had left her off balance...
enough off balance that it seemed ail right for her to slip her hand down under her
nightgown. Slowly and steadily, the hand climbed to her moist throbbing pussy.
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