Dedicated to CaptianQuioxote
CHAPTER 2 CONTINUED Wendy's heart was racing as Jason stood above her, breathing unevenly and blatantly taking in every curve of her youthful little body. Although her tits were the first thing you noticed, Jason's eyes were transfixed on her plump, scandalous legs. Her tiny feet and ankles, shapely calves, and plump, supple thighs, and an ass like an upside down heart. Wendy sniffled and choked back a tear as she thought of the trashy stockings and sl*tty lingerie she was wering, so humiliating for a classy young lady of her standing. She bit her lip and clenched her watering eyes as she noticed the large mirrors situated on every wall of the small room, each displaying a unique, indecent view of the Wendy's supermodel-esque body. Jason barely noticed Wendy's suffering as he stared at Wendy's pale cleavage, her panicked breathing making her ample chest subtly trembl in the expensive lace that strenuosly confined it.
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