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I shivered, my tongue domination flicking out into the air. I slithered out of them, eager for the carnage to begin. Eager to recover that Las-damned amulet. To be continued... When it came to getting his girlfriends on camera, Parker felt like an idiot for not having thought of it sooner. He was a semi-professional photographer since he used huge to photograph for the school´s newspaper and both of his friends Ashley and Sarah were ludicrously photogenic. The idea was almost too sensible to believe, and he quickly brought his offer to them, not bothering to be very subtle about it. "I want to do a sexy photo shoot with you two," he'd said, as blunt and immediate as possible. "Just some private pictures, but I think it would be a lot of fun." It was a bold move and he knew his roomates wouldn´t agree to soemthing so selfish but he was surprised to see it worked. Not only did the girls agree to it, but while Parker set up some space in their apartment for shooting, Ashley and Sarah went out to pick up some extra special lingerie for the occasion, promising it was going to be amazing. He prepared himself as best he could, setting up lighting and taking a few test shots to make sure he had everything right where he wanted it, already planning out scenes and shots in his mind but knowing his devious friends were both likely to have their own ideas and depravities in mind for him. Ideas would come naturally, and they were probably cooking up their own assorted depravities as they shopped, which only further enticed Parker, leaving him curious about their shopping trip but certain there was going to be lots of potential for steamy fun out of this, not stressing himself out about the mysteries behind their ways. When they came back, the girls forced Parker to wait out of the room. "We don't want you to peek," Sarah told him as she shoved him out and locked the door. "Don't even think about sneaking out, I'm pulling the curtains!" Ashley called playfully, pulling them to keep Parker from being able to get out and catch a peek from the window, which left him to sit and wait in the living room while they laughed and undressed, changing into the lingerie they had bought and leaving Parker to ache in desire The wait wasn't easy, as he sat there fiddling about with his camera, fretting with his shirt, groaning and wishing they would hurry up and he could get out there, but they were taking so long that Parkerr was almost certain they were making him wait for it. "Okay Parkerr, come in now!" they said in tandem, and it felt like they'd had him in the room for an hour. It had been three minutes. He walked out, and almost doubled back into the bedroom as couple he marveled at the sight of them. "Fuck," fetish he groaned. "You two look Slave gorgeous." They were certainly trying to make themselves look that way; lithe, fit bodies and sweet curves were flaunted with positions meant to draw Parker's eyes. But then, he had seen them naked each of them alone, seen them in any kind of clothing imaginable, and never had they looked quite as amazing to Parkerr as they did now. Their lacy, fancy bra and panties sets hugged and lifted in ways he hadn't ever seen their clothes do before. The sets were identical save for the colour; red-haired Ashley had white, and blonde Sarah wore black, the perfect contrasts leaving him even more enticed as he drew slowly closer. "I'm glad you like it," Sarah said, "Because we did charge it to your credit card." “What?” said Kevin, “Is this a joke? But it will not be so. Her body still shuddering as I pushed her down onto my cock pulling couple Ashley back up on my face. “I mean, domination I fetish guess? We're going to the pub. Felicia Slave immediately let go of Liz's breasts and turned to face Evan. Some of my soldiers filtered through the wounded, singling out the most courageous huge or skillful for nomination as thrallsvar or even villein.