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Katelyn pulled Peter onto the bed,
and dropped his pants. She
grabbed his throbbing cock, and
put it into her warm, wet mouth and
started to blow him. Peter couldn’t
believe how good it felt, or that this was even happening. He was so
turned on looking at her in her
outfit, watching her lick his cock,
that he was totally oblivious to her
prisoners. “Katelyn,” Peter said, “I’m close to
cumming!” “I wonder if Brian knows this is
what could happen to him,” she said
back loudly and strangely, after
stopping the blow job briefly. “I’m
going to swallow,” she said, to
Peter’s excitement. Peter, of course, was unaware of who those
two statements from Katelyn were
really meant for, but she knew that
Brian heard, and knew. She
grabbed one of his friends, Bobby,
from her stocking with a free hand – Peter didn’t see – and slowly
dragged him along her leg past
Brian so he would see, and slipped
him across her wet lips and into her
mouth. “Mmmmm,” she moaned as she
continued to blow Peter. Brian
realized one of his friends was
somewhere in her mouth now,
perhaps struggling to get away,
writhing on her tongue. “Oh my God Katelyn, I’m cumming!”
Peter exclaimed, as she moved her
mouth faster. “Oh -” he yelled, and
Katelyn, started to make a loud,
pronounced gulping noise. When he
finished cumming, Katelyn opened her mouth to show him she had
swallowed indeed. Brian looked up,
and could see the bottom of her
tongue protruding from her mouth,
and knew his friends were gone, as
she continued to lick the rest of the cum off of Peter’s still-hard penis. “God, Bobby tastes so good!”
Katelyn giggled sensually. “Ummm, you mean Peter,” said
Peter, who thought it was strange
that she forgot who she was with,
and used his name in the third
person. “Right, Peter, that’s what I meant,”
Katelyn said wryly, a grin coming
over her face. Her stomach
growled, and the thought of Bobby
inside there overcame her – an
intense orgasm washed over her body, and she let out a high pitched
squeal. Peter watched as her toes,
with their painted-red nails and
covered by the stockings, curled
tightly. But Katelyn wanted more. “I want
you to fuck me now!” she exclaimed
to Peter. “I want you to cum again,
inside me.” She knew that he could
too; she could see that he was hard
again from seeing her have that orgasm, not even realizing the real
reason that she had had it. With
that, she secretly grabbed one more
of Brian’s friends – she didn’t even
know who it was this time between
her forefingers – at the same time she straddled Peter. She wrapped
her legs around him, and pulled him
up so they were sitting facing each
other, she in his lap. Her arms were
wrapped around his neck; she
looked at Jack between her fingers (just to see which friend it was) and
she flicked him onto the bed
towards her right foot. She
concentrated on him, and he shrank
again, until he was less than 1mm
tall. Katelyn could easily see him, though, against the white sheets.
He started to run, but Katelyn
wasn’t concerned. She was close to
two thousand times his height, and
the slightest movement from her
could easily outpace any movement he made.
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