Lisa Sinks Down

The effect of the grinding on Lisa was brain melting. Every roll of her hips made it harder and harder to hold a coherent thought. Marla was still talking, but the word's had long since stopped registering to Lisa. Her eyes fluttered softly. It was like a fog had descended over her head. No. It was like she was being robbed of the ability to think.

Lisa's body moved on it's own. It pressed itself hard against the dominant woman's foot in a **** quest for ever more stimulation. Ever more pressure between her legs. The electricity of it shot out up her spine. It was impossible to remain still. Her world centered around Marla's foot and the pleasure it brought.

She gasped out loud. The illusion was broken.

Marla stopped speaking now. She simply watched Lisa with a predator's eyes and handled her pet. One hand holding the asian slut by the neck the other pumping rhythmically into Fifi's gushing pussy. The girl, the animal, whined and thrashed, but her owner had a firm handle on her.

Lisa's back arched and her hands ran down her sides. All the while she was starting to grind faster and faster, more and more desperately. Her body and her needs had totally taken over.

In the back of her mind, she knew she was being pathetic. She was being a slut. Stripped of her dignity on levels she'd never imagined. But, what did that matter when it was so hot?

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