The blackmailer texted Disha that he will be coming home to meet us. We both were scared and also relief that if we meet him then we can talk this thr...ugh. After an hour, the doorbell rang. Disha opened the door and I saw who the blackmailer was. When I saw the blackmailer, I was shocked. I stood like a statue and mouth open. Amisha wearing a hot sleeveless black blouse and a red saree stood at the door.Disha and Amisha looked at me. I was confused and had no clue what was going on. Disha. ‘Well?’ ‘That’s the one. Wow, do you look good.’ ‘Good. Now all I need is a pair of heels and I’m set. Not much longer.’ The girl took her over to the shoes as Matt headed to the counter. Like she promised, she was back quickly. ‘They had exactly what I wanted and in my size. Now how much is the damage?’ ‘Put your money away, Kris. My treat.’ ‘I can’t let you do that,’ she begged. ‘At least let me pay for the shoes.’ ‘No, it is my treat,’ Matt replied, ‘Besides how often do I get to do this.’. Then I tried something. I went ahead and kissed her on the cheek. She saw me and smiled. We then lay side by side, her head on my shoulder. She used to do that a lot. Her boobs were pressed against my arm but she didn’t care and she tried to keep her hand as close as possible to my penis. But she didn’t go up and grab it. I could see her cleavage better now. I imagined myself sucking her tits. But alas, she fell asleep. Now i tried to touch her boobs but i thought she’d wake up and complain. So. Two tentacles slipped around his waistone reaching his balls and caressing them, the other his slowly growingcock, to his shame it began to come to life. Katrina had positioned himstrategically before her full length mirror so she watched with pleasureas the tentacle slipped inside him, thrilled at the fact this would beso humiliation for an arrogant manly....man?She watched the show, slowly caressing her own cock and shivering as hisface glowed red with shame. She fixed eye contact and reveled.
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I stood up and walked upstairs, he followed and soon we were in the spare room, as he shut the door behind him I sat down on the bed, he sat beside me
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