My boyfriend-status was a comfortable bookwormbitches topic of conversation with Daniel now. It hadn't been for a while there. It had nearly ruined our friendship and please we had only seen each other occasionally for four years. A few bitch please month ago, though, I'd come in to D-Man's bookwormbitches Comic Emporium and we'd buried the hatchet. Now I bitches bought all my manga bookwormbitches here bitch please and Daniel and I were renewing our friendship.
"Hi Angie book," I said and she raised her perfectly-plucked eyebrows at worm me in answer.
"Check that out, Angie," said Daniel.
He handed me a black ball cap with 'Bad Guy' in white book letters written on it. He put book one on himself that said please 'D-Man' and I followed bitch please suit; You have to bookwormbitches pick your battles bookwormbitches with Daniel and some things aren't worth arguing about. I figured maybe he'd book tell me what bookwormbitches was going on eventually if I went along with him book. I really doubted he had hypnotized Angie.
"Tremble, evildoers." she shouted. "TurboWhore is bitch please here."
The transformation was mindboggling. She please wore shiny please red boots bitch please that encased her bitches calves up to the book knee, 5 inch heals and pointed toes making them look nearly impossible to book walk in bitches. Black fishnets climbed out of the boots bookwormbitches along her thighs to disappear beneath an obscenely book short book red PVC skirt bookwormbitches. She wore book a black utility please belt, the buckle a red circle with 'TW' in black electrical tape on it. Attached to the bitch please belt were book condoms, a black dildo bitch, and a bottle of lube. Her midriff was bare and her sizable tits barely covered by a red PVC halter top, black tape T bookwormbitches and W prominent on either boob. A tiny red mask did absolutely nothing to disguise her identity.
He grinned sheepishly and shrugged, then bookwormbitches turned back to Angie.
Daniel grinned at book me like a toddler who'd bitches just managed to hit the toilet bowl for the first time bitch please. I just book stared video, still having a hard bookwormbitches time believing that I was seeing this.
"What video are you evil doers muttering please about?" demanded Angie, tottering towards us bookwormbitches with all the swagger book she could muster in the ridiculous boots. "Do you truly think you can resists bitch please my Pleasure Powers?"
"Drop the sandwich, D-Man. Drop it and fuck me. My hot, juicy book pussy is all the meat you book can book handle tonight."
Daniel was laughing so hard I thought he might piss book himself.
"He's resistant to book your powers, TurboWhore," he said, "The Electric Bullet has anti-libido girlfriend power. Here, E.B., take the Salami Sandwich of Doom and destroy the city while I deal with TurboWhore book."
"No," I said bitch please when he bookwormbitches handed me the book sandwich.
Pulling the bottle of lube from her utility belt, she squirted a generous portion into her hand and bitches went down on one knee before Daniel's member. She greased his cock up with the goo and book then wiped the bitches excess on her own bookwormbitches sex beneath book the plastic mini. Grabbing book a condom from her belt, she ripped open bitch the black wrapper with her bookwormbitches teeth and book triumphantly slipped a bright red prophylactic book over his hard prick.
"That book's not my bitch please only method." shouted bookwormbitches 'D-Man book', "I can do long division in my head. 832 into 174 book,693. 832 goes into 1746 twice bookwormbitches, leaving a remainder of...196 minus bookwormbitches 64... ...82. bring bookwormbitches down the ...the 9. and 829 is book less 832... ...Zero. 20...bring down the...oh shit, what was book it bitch?"
"Not so fast book, D-Man," said Angie, her voice low, deadly book. "You seem to have forgotten my most devastating weapons bitches: My TurboTitties!"
"NO." Daniel cried, but he didn't resist at all as she pressed his face into her naked breasts.
"Ha-Ha-Ha." laughed Angie, shaking her hair bookwormbitches and tits. "Yes. You are book defeated, D bitch please-Man. You bookwormbitches have come inside my TurboWhore Cooze of bookwormbitches Power and are too book sexually satiated to commit your heinous acts of crime on the city."
"No worm, really--That's O.K.," I said. "See: I put the stapler down."
"No...Really...Daniel, make her stop."
And then Angie Carson, my high school wet dream, sank to her knees before me bitches, undid my pants and pulled out my engorged cock.
Angie was book grunting, groaning please, squeaking please. She seemed book absolutely elated. And I was coming bookwormbitches. God, it seemed like forever, with her throat milking spurt after spurt out of book me.
"I can't believe bookwormbitches I let book you make her bitches do that to me. Jeannie will never please forgive book me."
"Oh don't let it bother book you, my bitch please friend," said Daniel book, "She won't remember a bit bookwormbitches of it and I won video't tell anybody. Hell, who would believe me if they didn't see it for themselves? But really, you should come by same book time book tomorrow night; Dominique Campbell and book Sela Sanders book are book coming by bookwormbitches--or rather bookwormbitches their alter book egos are: Captain Booty and her 69ing sidekick CunniBunny."
"At least bitches you're honest worm about it," he said and playfully cuffed me.
Then Daniel and Angie tossed their heads back bookwormbitches and laughed speedracer-style. When Angie's head book came back down bitch please, her eyes were closed , her face tranquil.
"Angie book, can you here bookwormbitches me?" asked Daniel in book a very different voice: soft, gentle, but firm.
"I don't know why I bookwormbitches keep coming here," said Angie. "You never have anything that I want."
Daniel sighed.
"Stop. Stop." I protested. "I don't want to hear it."
"Oh, it doesn't have to bookwormbitches be like Angie, dude," he insisted. "Really: no memory gaps, no secret identity, just a few post-hypnotic suggestions to make her more...playful."
"Now just stop it!" I protested, but the image bitch of an emerald green Jeannie was filling my head. Maybe in a tight, torn sweatshirt and yellow panties. Oh book fuck all mighty!
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