She hunched over the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw tousled brown hair framing her gorgeous face, her eyes glazed and unfocused and her full lips slightly parted. She whimpered as she was suddenly drank up her utterly sexed-up appearance. She looked sooo fucking hot like this. How had she not realised before? Her pussy moistened upon realising how much of an inviting little girl she must have looked to Darius, teasing him with her hot little body. She felt an idiot for looking so stupid in front of him, but, mmm...she just felt soooo good when he looked at her. How could anyone resist her like this? It was silly to be upset with him. How long had she strutted around school, turning heads, yet completely ignoring her classmates advances? She sure had to make up lost fun… Without realising it, her hands had been roaming the front of her chest, her fingers creating delicate trails of pleasure underneath her shirt. Her slim waist threatened to buckle under the mind-numbing pleasure she felt in her breasts, but a small part of her still had some control. A small part of her realised that this was not her, she wasn’t this sort of girl, this wasn’t normal. She was a virgin for god's sake, not some japanese sexed-up whore! But her arousal threatened to totally overwhelm her, utterly subjugate the still rational part of her mind. She knew that if that small part of her were to resist, it would be destroyed, and then nothing would stop her hospital from falling on the floor, ripping off her clothes, pawing at her breasts and her sweet hot pussy, until she scream asian scream screamed ...better to just go along with it. Her thoughts were interrupted by a small squeal. Was that me? She had begun circling her nipples, and now they created firm indents in her blouse. She was so warm! She could feel her legs weakening under this unnatural pressure, and so she retreated, falling back onto the wall. Her stocking clad legs spread as she leaned back on the wall, her skirt inching higher, clinging small tits to her creamy thighs, teasing a reveal of her moist panties. Isabelle admired herself in the mirror, from her vacant eyes to her wonderful tits, flesh taut against her blouse, to her, mmm, her skirt, and her long, smooth legs which seemed to go on forever. I asked her, quickly grabbing the panties out of her hand. He trembled on the bed, his toes curling. At the lounge door asian she motioned me to stop. His seed filled me. He puddled his essence japanese against my cervix. I said ok girls let’s have dinner Gabby said Daddy it will be ready in a half hour. This went on for months. Now put your arms around me and hold me, give me our small tits first goodnight kiss, hospital and tell me goodnight.” I feel her fuzzy hand grip my hardening cock. “I don’t understand. “that feel good huh? Good girl." Hell, the way she felt right now she just might kick Tim out of the den and have Dave take her right there on the pool table.