<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Lauren_Budd_512.png)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Michael / Emmy</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Fully female.<br/>● Wearing white dress and heels.<br/>● Self confident.<br/>● Susceptible to Cloe's and Circe's thoughts<br/>    but can control the exposure via inner door,<br/>    which he is drawn to open.<br/>● Can feel Chloe's cock.</span></span></div></div></div></div></td><td></td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2pt;"><br/></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Damn, my panties feel soaked.  I pull my hand out and lift it, sticky and dripping, to my face.  It smells like girl-juice.  It tastes like girl-juice too.  My girl-juice...<br/><br/>I should probably sever the magical connection before things get completely out of hand, but if I do I get stuck as I am now until I open it again.  Of course I could just ask the girls to set things right, they are my friends after all...<br/><br/>But just as I open my mouth to speak, I get hit with another mind-bogging wave of pleasure and my words turn into a loud moan and I topple back on the bed.  Involuntary, my hand rises up to squeeze my breast, leaving a conspicuous wet streak on my white dress.  Oh god, let it end quickly before my mind melts into a puddle...  Maybe with the right incentive, Circe will finish Chloe (and myself) off...  Through the haze, I remember Chloe's suggestion to suck on Circe's tits, and manage to crawl up to her, somehow find my way to a boob and latch on to it, squeezing the nipple with my teeth.</span><br/>