Helen’s Handy Pleasure: A Solo Session of Self-Love

Britney looked up from her reading, and shook her head at Kyle. XXX “Making sure he’s ready for you, Mistress,” she giggled between bobs. His eyes widened. Five other women—no, teens—stood around her. They’ll just steal her powers. You cannot get away with everything. He leaned in, and whispered into her ear, “I want you to take off your panties.”
“Right here?”
“Right here, right now, slut.”
Alexina giggled on the other side of Toni. His body was tensed, wanting to lash out. You are far too blinded by the desires Aaliyah has awakened inside you.”
“Who is Aaliyah?” Carla asked. Did you kill her?”
Christy shook her head. “What the fuck are you!” he demanded. “And I see your harem is here.” She frowned, looking around.

Helen’s Handy Pleasure: A Solo Session of Self-Love