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Libereco

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Chapter 40: Sisters ... And Others (Part 8)

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 40: Sisters ... And Others (Part 8) - Libereco is a series of stories about a fictional independent community of Futanari hybrids on an island somewhere in the Kattegat/Skagerrak area between Denmark, Norway, Sweden, and Germany that takes place chronologically in a present day current events exclusionary bubble but contains near future science.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   Hypnosis   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Teen Siren   CrossDressing   TransGender   Fiction   Futanari   Restart   School   Workplace   Incest   DomSub   FemaleDom   Humiliation   Light Bond   Group Sex   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Interracial   Anal Sex   Analingus   Double Penetration   First   Lactation   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Scatology   Sex Toys   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Babysitter   BBW   Big Breasts   Doctor/Nurse   Public Sex   Size   Teacher/Student   Infantilization   Transformation  

“And you have no idea whose cum is in it?” giggled Luka Engblom sniffing the atomizer as the four of them sat on the bus.

“None,” Juula Tamm grinned in amusement tossing her honey brown hair as she looked around the vehicle. “We only know it doesn’t belong to either of us. Or you two either now.”

“Grandma just gave it to us on the way out the door this morning with this,” the second’s twin sister Juuli revealed showing their identical friends the pass that allowed them to take the day off of school in order to fulfill the obligations of their apprenticeships.

“A full day?” Yuka exclaimed reading the paper. “That’s usually only for seniors.”

“We know,” the curvy teenager gushed, slipping a loose strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

“Well, whatever you’re going to get up to,” the first Engblom twin predicted handing the little bottle to her sibling and flashing the other pair a look of with a touch of envy, “it looks like it’s going to be fun.”

“You mind if we ... uh ... help you apply it?” the second blue eyed Asian asked.

“That’s a great idea,” the girl sitting across from her clapped. “Me first.” With that Juuli Tamm stood up and turned around gripping the top of the bus seat, and spread her legs, allowing Luka Engblom full access to her lower torso.

The touch was not unfamiliar to her when she felt the other’s hands slide her school uniform over her hips. When the two sets of twins were brought to consciousness two and half years ago, they had instinctively gravitated to each other and had been fast friends ever since. They had shared a first year between them more than once over that time. And now with the latest nest re-organization the Engbloms found themselves the older sisters of the Haataja twins. It took less than a week before the quartet had them strapped down for a Saturday matinee at the cinema. They had even invited others as well. For their part the moves had placed the Tamms in the same household as the Berengers, Romy and Remy. At 26, they had different relationship with their younger counterparts.

Different, but somehow the same as well. As with all doubles, there was a stronger and a weaker link. It wasn’t always obvious to most, but if you were part of a pair yourself, it was easier to spot. Though both were members of the tennis team, with the Engbloms it was the more athletic Yuka, who also swam competitively and was a track and field star that was the first. Luka, who favoured robotics and the apprenticed at the cyber unit with the Libereco Security Service tended to defer to her in most things. Juuli was the more dominant of the two Tamms and it was her that decided that they should apprentice at processing plant when it was time for applications. Both were also members of the weight lifting team but neither excelled there. That said, the lighter haired sibling was a decent wrestler as well, something she regularly employed on her brunette double to bend her to her will. And with the Berengers, who incidentally were cousins of the smaller of the pairs, it was no different. They’d only been living together for a month but already it had become apparent that Romy often followed Remy’s lead.

“Need to make you a bit cleaner first,” the computer geek declared pulling the other’s cheeks apart and tracing the petals of her bloom with the tip of her tongue.

“Clean yes, but we want to save breakfast,” the bigger student spelled out with a giggle as her sibling made herself similarly available to the other Engblom twin. “I get the feeling we’re both going to need it.”


“It’s been so convenient having you around for all of this,” Ragni acknowledged as she gently guided her daughter Gytha’s head up and down on her cock.

“We’re happy to play taxi, Ma’am,” Vanda Mattheus smiled from her perch atop Baby Flori. Grunting slightly the sound of her crackles heralded the diapered 20 year old’s next muddy meal.

“Ragni, please, at least between us,” she insisted. “We work together now.”

“You offered us this great position ... Ragni,” Venda explained addressing the woman old enough to be her mother. “Room, board, a chance to put into use what we studied here, a great work environment.”

“Play environment too,” her sister chimed in with a grin, “What’s not to like?”

“How is the patient?” the dark skinned beauty between them called Amari Adesina queried idly jacking herself as she glanced over at the two Sorensons.

“Have a look for yourself,” Ortensia offered pulling up the camera display on the tablet that was on the table and sliding it over to the orthodontist before sipping her coffee.

“Here, why don’t we put it on the big screen so we can all watch,” the doctor offered turning on the large display on the wall. “Just swipe it up there, they’re linked.”

The five futamutes turned their eyes to the 96 inch monitor and watched the softly undulating body of Kayla O’Riordan beneath only a sheet hiding her midsection. A drip feed just over half empty hung on it’s hook next to the bed. She was restrained now, and her legs were in stirrups. Still unconscious, her hips evenly pushed back against the latex dildo on an arm methodically plunging in and out of her ass. As they observed the sleeping woman they saw the gradual growing arc of an unseen shape beneath the covering.

“She’s come in pretty nicely,” the new arrival praised with a smile. Smaller than most in the room, the lithe dentist was quite striking in appearance. Originally from Uganda, she had an Icelandic father to thank for the violet eyes that offset her tight black curls. The fact that she always wore hair bands made of metal or plastic to display her unique countenance made it plain that she was aware of this as well. “How long has she been on the drip?”

“Since about 10 PM last night,” the Sorenson woman informed her counterpart. “Once she was well under, I inserted the Prostatic Stimulator. Recent research has shown that early installation can actually help the futamutation along on the untanked. She’s been on the rod for ... coming up on eight hours.”

“Look who I found,” Terah announced as the door of the apartment opened. The 24 year old gripped the ass cheeks of Bonilla Alejo guiding her motion as the first year slid up and down on her mammoth meat. For her part the golden brown haired 18 year old’s arms and legs were wrapped around the torso of the grad student helping hold her in place while at the same time she nursed on one of the Amora girl’s ample breasts. “She was in the common room when I went to check on my laundry. She looks a little ... how do that rich and regal say it ... peckish? Anyone here feel like feeding her,” she then asked with a sardonic smile.

“Not us I’m afraid,” Vanda lamented with a sigh steadily losing herself in the pleasant sliding of her shit out of her ass and into the mouth of the girl below.

“We have our own little one here that needs her breakfast,” Venda added smiled pumping spurt after spurt of cum from the Lombardi girl as she looked down upon her tranquil face with a motherly gaze.

“Yes, it is important that you firmly establish that nurturing bond as soon as possible,” agreed Ortensia before turning to the curly redheaded physician and confiding, “I am so looking forward to this dear, watching my daughter become a good little girl for the rest of the sisters.

“I imagine you are,” the Norwegian smiled touching her hand with the other’s. “If you lay her across the table, perhaps Amari might help you out?”

“Actually, that isn’t a bad idea,” the Ugandan agreed standing up. “The closing dinner at the conference was wonderful and I’ve still got it all in me.” Reluctantly tearing her eyes away from the screen, the petite futamute shimmied out of her dress and let it fall to the floor before climbing up on the table.

Ragni peered at the lovely first year as the buxom 24 year old lay her down on the table exposing her gold silk collar, thumbed her lips from her nipple, then straightening up. The Alejo girl was a beauty, and she was starting to thicken nicely. Like most seniors that ended up becoming sisters at the sorority, Bonilla had worked her way up through the ranks of high school until she and her classmates were at the top of that social pyramid. To be certain, there was the graduation ceremony every year, but for the most part among the students, they ruled the roost. One of the sorority’s main objectives once they arrived was to rebalance their dominant and submissive sides, which given their recent standing, meant a concentrated focus on the latter.

Ragni and Enrica Brackenheim, the previous Den Mother had been certain to put the brown eyed brunette in numerous situations since the beginning of the year that would promote obedience. According to her last check-up a week ago, her waistline was 24 inches, which was a three inch increase on her measurements of September and she’d likely add to that in her first two years. She was as tall as the girl whom she had wrapped her legs around but was considerably thinner in build, the legacy of her Seed Mother Chang Mun-Hee. The South Korean also lent to her daughter some of her Asian features, though these were not nearly as pronounced as they were on some. The 51 year old watched the girl’s hips roll as she took the pistoning of Terah’s pipe. It was the biggest in the house. Enrica liked having all of the first year’s ride it at least once and Ragni saw no reason to alter than routine. She was certain that Ortensia would agree.

Now the 18 year old stared through glazed eyes at the descending dark skin of the woman she vaguely remembered from the dentist’s office on Libereco. At least she thought that was what it was. It was hard to focus at the moment. Hands pulled apart the fleshy orbs exposing a slightly lighter interior and a lovely leaking bloom, trembling, trembling. Bonilla licked her lips and breathed in deep the stink, then put her hands on the hips of the other woman and steered her onto her open mouth. Gel then coated her cock. A hand unfamiliar then gripped it and began a steady stroke in time with the massive tool sawing in and out of her ass. She stabbed upwards with her tongue through the tightened petals and into the soft sludgy treat she found within. A seal was made and suddenly her jaw was forced wide.

A lovely thick log of filth slid across her taste buds and she eagerly pushed it down with each swallow. She munched down her mucky repast again and again and again until the rising waves of her heat boiled over. She felt the splatters of her seed on her breasts with each flexing of her throat. Lovely thick, gooey strings of her cum erupted from her ecstasy while she greedily devoured the slimy dirt being fed her. So good, so yummy, so, so very good. Bonilla relaxed her leg’s grip on Terah’s torso, allowing her knees to spread wider, giving the mystery hand more room to maneuver. Over and over and over again her love lava launched itself in glorious salvos as the relentless flow of fudge slid down her throat, just like the figure dressed like a baby in the cradle beside the table she lay on now. Like her, the other girl’s diaper framed cock had spurted globs of her pearly goodness onto her stomach and tits as the first grew rounder and rounder. The image imprinted itself upon her and questions bubbled up from the murk of her mind. “Was she a baby girl like her? Could she be a baby girl like her?” As of yet, no one in the sorority had taken her down that road. But as she continued her lustful journey into bliss, she wondered if one day they might.

Ortensia continued painting the new girls tits with her semen to her mild amusement. The Matteus twins had switched places on the face of her daughter Florianna. When they were done, it would no doubt be back across the hall to visit with her new Mommies. She was going to enjoy being a den mother. She was going to enjoy helping young women find their way in the world around them. Infantilizing her 20 year old daughter into a baby toilet girl had been one of her conditions to accepting the position she was in now. So far the transition was going quite well. There would be rough spots ahead she was sure, but now that she was here full time, the body reduction treatments could begin. In a few months time she would have a curvy, cherubic little girl three feet tall with a nice thick cock, a welcoming rosebud, and an unending hunger for shit. Smiling inwardly at what was to come she glanced around the hips of Amari Adesina into the dreamy eyes of Bonilla Alejo once more and let her imagination take her where it would.


Even though she had made a short night of it on Wednesday to prepare for the Furlan woman’s PRP, Lauren Landry was still a bit bleary when her sister Cynthia met her at the bus stop that morning.

“You look a bit worse for wear,” the caramel skinned doctor smirked. “Didn’t sleep well last night?”

“You know how girls can be,” the other redhead commented sipping coffee from her road cup as they boarded. “Avienda and Arabella were having their way with Ines and none of them were all that quiet about it, especially your apprentice.”

“Yeah,” the older remarked as they slid into their seats near the back of the bus. “I’ve noticed that too. When Arabella cums, you know it. You ready for Cirilla Furlan?”

“Her yes,” the dentist confirmed. “But after that I might just lie down on one the tables in the canteen and sleep. It’s been a fairly hectic week. I’m just happy I’ve got the next three days off. You know the whole family is showing up for her waking right?”

“I got that note as well,” the 34 year old nodded. The younger then felt an elbow jab in his ribcage. “Check that out,” she prompted indicating the four girls in school uniforms across the aisle and two seats up giggling amongst themselves. “The Engbloms and the Tamms, that’s hardly a surprise.”

“You find one set, you find the other,” Lauren shrugged as the second pair adjusted themselves so they were kneeling on the seat in front while the two Asians crouched in from behind and lifted the skirts of the first two.

“Clean yes, but we want to save breakfast,” the two heard the one say as their cheeks were spread. The Landry’s watched in silence as for the next 20 minutes the Engblom’s thoroughly swabbed the crevices and tongued the assholes of the larger girls. About halfway through, the other students exited when the vehicle pulled into the round in front of the school but the quartet was too distracted to notice. The two medical professionals continued to cuddle as they took in the scene until the bus turned the corner and they saw the clinic.

“Time to go to work,” the younger sighed disconnecting herself from her darker sister.

As the pair walked down the aisle Cynthia gently chided “You know you girls missed your stop back there right?”

“They did,” Juuli Tamm murmured dreamily, her hand feeling it’s way to the back of Luka’s skull and pulling her further into her fecal canyon. “We didn’t.”

That had been about a half hour and another cup of coffee ago. In that time Helga Ragnarsson, Tamara Kersey, and one of her daughters Naomi Dakota had all wandered into the canteen for their morning brew. But it was time. Caffeine taking its effect she shook the sleep from her head and stood up. “Well, I am awake now,” she muttered.

Cynthia beckoned the buxom freckled nurse who would assist her in the UU over and grabbing her sister’s hands in hers, pulled her to her feet. “Come on, let’s go make a new cocked lady a real futamute.”


Regina Crandall and her daughter Indigo stood in the doorway watching the two figures walking down the sidewalk. She and her daughter had come over for breakfast this morning just to give her younger sister a couple more familiar faces on this day, her first in her new position. “They had warned her,” the 43 year old thought to herself as she watched the pair get into the car. “They could see that the man their father had lined up to marry her was bad news. Hell, their father was bad news. Otis Merriweather was why she and Ramira had taken their mother’s name and walked out as soon as they were old enough to. They both felt bad at the time leaving Renata behind. But she was in boarding school for most of the year and would be until she came of age. And they had to get out. Still neither of them expected the old man to arrange her marriage. He wouldn’t dare have tried that with either of them.”

The two of them had tried to talk her out of it. They’d gone back two weeks before the wedding. Renata was 19 years old at the time. They had just graduated from the Berlin School of Economics and Law and were part of the initial group of sorority sisters at Optimis Utriusque Mundi in the German capital. Each had undergone futamutation prior to starting classes all those years ago, each had cocks of their own now. They spent the next six days fucking their younger sister silly in every hole she could offer. It had been a steamy and sweaty seduction that all had enjoyed. They had called it her going away present and they thought she had changed her mind by the time the weekend had rolled around. But the next time they saw her she was wearing a ring and a look of regret.

The marriage to Addison Carver, nearly 20 years older than she was, lasted for 15 years. To be sure, they stayed in touch with the youngest Merriweather, tried to see her when they could, communicated regularly when they couldn’t. They had even convinced her to allow them to take a few of her eggs back with them that first time. Neither of them trusted her husband and eventually she came to understand she couldn’t either. True, they had a daughter together less than 12 months after their nuptials. Her name was Mandi Mae and she was the same age now as her Indigo. However, the divorce was bitter. Despite her best efforts, despite their best efforts, custody of the girl was granted to the financier.

She had arrived in Libereco just after Christening Day to find out that she had become a mother twice over, much to her surprise. Both had just been brought to consciousness and would be first years at LPI. Emerald, named for her beautiful green eyes, was as tall as she was, thanks to the genetics of her Seed Mother Libena Dvorak. The half Slovak had also gifted the girl her gaze and red hair colouring. The two older siblings convinced the third to take their mother’s name as they had and bestow it on the 14 year old as well. The other, Coco Earhart, ostensibly from one of her eggs as well was, by mutual agreement, being raised by the woman whose semen fertilized it, Carly Earhart.

Together, they had slowly brought her along after she had grown a cock of her own. It was difficult for her. Even though she had a daughter to care for here, she still pined for the one she had to leave behind. The two of them had arranged for her to help out at the town hall, where Ramira was a clerk. The tallest of the trio had been shielding the other for the past three months at the office. True, each had fed her regularly in the interim, and the 34 year old had also munched on the mud of the other direct members of the Crandall brood. That had been behind closed doors though. There had been no public displays of servitude in that time. Then the re-organization had taken place and everything they had made her comfortable with had been torn asunder. Today would be interesting indeed. Not only would the two of them be going to a new job, Renata would be meeting the fourth Nest Mother in her household for the first time as well.

“I splurged for our first day,” Ramira smiled starting the vehicle. “Better than taking the bus. Don’t worry ‘Nata, we’re in this together. You, me, and Urszula.”

“Is she nice?” Renata asked timidly.

“You’ll love her,” the other replied backing out of the driveway. “She’s just arriving this morning from a project she was working on in Hamburg. She’s going to meet us at work.”

As they began driving towards her new place of employment, the 34 year old forced a smile before turning her head and staring out the side window. Betraying her nervousness, she chewed her bottom lip and thought to herself, “Don’t worry ‘Nata, we’re in this together. You, me, and Urszula.”


“I really appreciate you acting as quickly as you did Ingrid,” Gitte Vesterberg acknowledged as they sat in one of the small observation lounges.

“Getting my sister to do the UU was an easy ask,” the older Ragnarsson sibling smiled pleasantly. “And Mom and ‘Birdie’ are good friends.”

“We already had you on the books for Jørdis and Asta. What was one more?” Karla Larsen shrugged as they watched the aforementioned medical professionals on the big screen.

“It was so unexpected,” the first admitted. “I thought we would have more time.”

“Well, when you phoned three days ago and told us he was on his way here, we did have to scramble, but only a little bit,” the tall braided blonde divulged nodding towards her dark haired sister in the operating room. “Alva went to school in Berlin with this one and only missed her by a year,” she revealed motioning towards Erendira Martinez and then Elsa Mae Noonan. “They’re both local attorneys.”

We were only too happy to meet him at the docks with a bunch of legalese in hand,” the first joked

“From there it was just a matter of getting him to drink,” the second explained. “We kept running him around in circles, having him fill out this form then that until the drugs took effect.”

“Then they brought him here and here he has been ever since,” the clinic’s administrator continued. “As soon as he was under and strapped in, I did the stimulator implantation. You chose a name already?”

“Well, he was Vincent, so I was thinking about Vivien,” the mahogany red Danish futamute speculated.

“In my experience having something phonetically close like that helps with the imprinting of the new identity,” her countrywoman noted. While none in the room were short, it was the two Danes who topped them all. The doctor, though a true six footer, did not possess the curves of the recent emigrant however. Only 33 year old Elsa Mae Noonan was even close.

“Are you keeping the last name Thorson?” the latter queried. “We haven’t filled that part of the paperwork out yet.”

“No,” the buxom fem replied easily. “He went to sleep Vincent Thorson from Uppsala, Sweden. When she wakes up she’ll be Vivien Vesterberg from Libereco. How are the girls doing?” she then pivoted.

“They’re in recovery with Dr. Gatimu and a few others,” Karla informed the former Randers basketball coach.

“Dr. Gatimu?” the mahogany red haired futamute repeated.

“Kioni Gatimu,” Lilith Montrose filled in, speaking for the first time. “She’s from Kenya, double major in internal medicine and pediatrics. Her mother Mumbi graduated from ... Bergen ... I think?”

“Bergen,” the head of the clinic confirmed.

“She brought Kioni over as soon as she had her degree,” the breeding specialist further detailed fingering her golden blonde braid. “Smart cookie. She’s only a year older than your Anya.”

“Anya? Anya Basov? She’s here?” the 39 year old Dane questioned somewhat surprised.

“Kioni thought it prudent to bring her over given that your girls are familiar with her from their lessons,” the eldest in the lounge nodded. “The doctor tends to mold the people she brings in for these things to the needs of those who are undergoing the prodedures. She’s quite good that way.”

“Who’s filling in for her?” the darker skinned Phys Ed teacher probed curiously hearing the last tidbit of information.

“Anya? I sent Bodil Kristiansen over for the week,” the Larsen woman provided.

“Kristiansen, Kristiansen ... Any relation to-” the buxom Dane started.

“Gerda is her aunt, Saffi is her cousin,” the taller medicant completed with a smile, referring to the other natives of Denmark who would be a part of the Vesterberg’s new living arrangements

“Has she ever been over there?” Lilith followed up.

“Not in any official capacity. She and Greta graduated from Stockholm. But I’m sure Dr. Flores will take good care of her,” the nurse’s mother responded leaning towards the desk mic. “How are we doing in there?”

“She’s fully recovered from the UU procedure” Alva Ragnarsson spoke over her shoulder splitting her glances between the screen in front of her and the automated dildo was sawing in and out of the newly made sissy’s rosebud. “It’s always faster with sissies for obvious reasons.”

“The PRP went quite smoothly as well,” Soovi Tamm added wearing her signature bird patterned scrubs. The thin 54 year old blonde leaned in and quickly withdrew the dental plates of the sleeping patient and held them up to the camera before setting them on the table beside the platform and picking up a head brace. “I was just about to start her on the oral trainer.”

“How long will Vivien be on that?” Gitte asked adjusting her position slightly as she stiffened.

“We’ll wake her up in an hour,” the tall black haired pixie answered turning towards the camera after overhearing the question. Like her older sister, she too played basketball when she attended LPI, as did the futamute who performed the dentistry. In fact the pair on screen both were an inch taller than Ingrid’s 5’9”. The Estonian then pushed a second, smaller dildo into the framework that had been fitted over the newest Vesterberg’s skull. A squirt of water soluble moistener, a flip of a switch and the latex length started slowly pistoning up and down through the unconscious figure’s lips. “Her pussy should be craving cock by then too,” the younger Ragnarsson added.

“Let’s start the cock nozzle as well,” the 49 year old clinician directed. “Let’s get our Vivien churning her cum. We want fireworks girls,” she smirked

A knock on the door then sounded and it opened slightly to reveal the lab jacketed figure of the newest nurse at the clinic, a somewhat nervous Zuzana Kladivo. The six foot tall futamute glanced at the pop up that just appeared on her screen which indicated the new arrival’s implant was currently running at 2.8.

“Come in, come in dear,” Karla welcomed trying to draw the 26 year old out of her shell. “Come over here, let’s take a look at you. How are you liking your new cock?” she queried, popping a button on the front of her garment and reaching in to fondle her new member.

“Oooohhh,” she sighed instinctively thrusting into the grip of the other woman.

“It seems to know what it likes now doesn’t it?” the taller Dane speculated with a smile as she held the green eyed gaze of the girl in her own grey one. The auburn brown haired futamute continued disrobing her new nurse with her other hand before sliding her down on her lap. “What can we do for you Sweetie?”

The Czechia native slumped into the older woman’s body and let her legs drift apart, struggling to form coherent thoughts. “Dr. Gatimu ... asked me to ... come-”

“Dr. Gatimu asked you to cum?” Elsa Mae snickered glancing at her younger colleague. “Imagine that.”

“Well, doctor’s always know best right” Erendira remarked backing the Noonan woman’s play.

“Nooooo,” the 26 year old whined as the last poured a generous coating of thick scented oil on her cock.

“No, Dr. Gatimu did ask you to cum?” the administrator pressed as the path of her now slithering hand grew smoother.

“Yesssssss,” the green eyed Slav whimpered, her butt cheeks rising and falling on the older woman’s leg as her new cock followed the tactile urgings. “Girrrrrrlllls ... cocks ... nice ... big” she stumbled trying to give the update the physician sent her to deliver.

“Yes, girls have nice big cocks,” the Larsen woman cooed deliberately misinterpreting the conversation as she wanked the young Kladivo with one hand and undid the bottom buttons of her own jacket with the other. “Nice big cocks. You have one Sweetie and I have one too,” she added spreading her legs slightly and allowing her thick nine inches to extend to it’s full glory.

The junior attorney then spilled more of the slippery substance down the crack of the new nurse’s ass and onto the length below it. Taking the doctor’s meat in hand she lined up it’s mushroom with the descending rosebud of the blonde futamute.

“Ooooohhhhhh,” the other moaned when she was anally pierced, her glasses starting to fog. “Girls ... fucking ... fucked ... fed” she muttered still trying to maintain the composure that was fast melting away.

“Yes, Sweetie,” Ingrid joined in sliding over so she could take over the masturbatory motions of the other medical professional. “Girls like getting fucked by other girls,” she pattered softly, her grip closing around the humping greasy stem. “Girl’s getting fucked like to be fed,” the Norse scientist prompted while lightly tracing the eye of the captured 26 year old’s crown with one slippery finger of her free hand.

Another mewl erupted with the last touch and Zuzanna’s arching increased in vigor causing her to descend onto the steely prong below with greater speed. “Girls ... fucking ... fucked ... fed,” she moaned feeling more fingers on her breasts rimming her nipples, losing herself in the ministrations of others. “Fucked ... fed ... fucked ... fed ... fucked ... fed,” a word spilling forth from her mouth each time the doctor’s cock plunged it’s deepest.

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