Mouth: Lacey Chabert. Lacey has been number two all her life: in every circle of friends she entered she ended up being number two, the one who accompanied the most popular shining her reflected light. Even now the story hasn’t changed: she’s number two in the workplace, and for men she always comes after her more charming and smart friend. This is precisely why she can’t believe it when I approach her at the bar where she went with her friends. Clearly she doesn’t recognize me. How could she? I’m no longer the loser she and the others used to tease in front of the whole school. Now I’m a successful, elegant, and smooth-talking man, and Lacey falls into my trap like a little novice girl. She expects a big night when I take her to one of the city’s most luxurious hotels and is surely already thinking about when she will tell her friends and colleagues about it, confirming herself as the gossip she was as a girl. Instead, for once her mouth finds an entirely different function: all night long I keep my cock in it, filming Lacey with my cell phone as she unwillingly pleasures me on her knees or lying on my side as I enjoy our comfortable bed. She begs me not to send it to anyone and in return obeys me unopposed, providing me with hours of material. After hours, her face is reduced to a sickening mask of tears, makeup and cum. I advise her not to tell this story to anyone if she does not want repercussions. Before I go, I leave money on the mattress inviting her to enjoy the suite for as long as she wants.
Pussy: Lindsay Lohan. Lindsay was the only one of the four capable of showing any kindness toward me and the other victims in the group, but paradoxically this irritated me even more: Lindsay was one of those people who was capable of stabbing you in the back at any time in order to stay in the circle of those who mattered and then come back to you feigning displeasure. And it seems she hasn’t lost her taste for cheating on people, as she misses no opportunity to experience thrills with other men whenever her husband is away. I gather enough material to show up at her house and scare her into telling the whole truth. Lindsay is alert, she recognizes me right away, and knows that if I start telling stories, I could ruin her life. I don’t ask for much in return for my silence: only to enter where so many others have entered. On that same bed where betrayal after betrayal has been going on for some time now, I penetrate Lindsay’s sweet cunt as I hold her wrists pinning her hands above her head. Inside her mouth I put a pair of panties taken from her husband’s closet so she can taste him as I move with intensity inside her. Each penetration has the force of a stab, like those I had to endure in the past. I cum inside her and watch as she sobs bitterly. I kiss her cheeks advising her to avoid further complications and leave her on the bed. Distraught and despondent, Lindsay doesn’t notice that in her husband’s closet I have hidden a picture of one of her betrayals.
All: Amanda Seyfried. Amanda would definitely win the award for the dumbest woman I know. She was a complete moron in her school days, and I’m surprised to find that she has not changed at all. She got a job as a weather anchor, but she’s still convinced that she can tell when it will rain because of her boobs. What Nature has denied her in the head, however, she has provided in the rest of her body: she has incredible breasts, long blond hair and two eyes that look like precious stones. With her I don’t need any threats or games: of course she doesn’t recognize me when I catch up with her on her way out of work, tell her a couple of shits, and find myself at her place with my cock between her tits. Amanda has always been an easy girl, but this is ridiculous. I let her massage my cock with her tits and guide her head for her to go along with sucking it. I love getting lost in those eyes as she gives herself to me, so even when I switch to pussy I fuck her by keeping her sitting on a table and keeping her gaze fixed on me. I only turn her around to try her ass as well, squeezing her breasts from behind as I penetrate her from a sitting position. The little bitch enjoys it like crazy and lets me cum on her while holding her tongue from the outside. I wipe my penis with her hair, thinking that at least this way I’m sure she won’t forget to avoid unwanted pregnancies.
Ass: Rachel McAdams. The mastermind, the leader, the queen of the high school. In the past there was no girl in the whole school who could hope to be like her, although Lindsay for a while seemed destined to take her place. She has tried to give herself to sports without much luck, and her glory days are now over. Despite this, she remains a selfish and self-centered girl, though still very beautiful. I introduce myself to her directly. Rachel immediately starts flirting when she realizes what a successful man I have become: now I am worthy of being seen by her side. Unfortunately for her, I’m only interested in being alone with her at her home. Keeping her tied to a chair with her ass well exposed, I whip and slap her repeatedly, ruining her beautiful pale ass. While she can’t move or call for help I visit her house a bit finding some fun items: the little bitch has kept all the memories of her countless coronations as school queen. It’s time to go back to wearing the crown as one of the trophies ends up stuffed in her cunt. The other hole is meant for me: using a queen’s headband as a bridle, I brutally sodomize Rachel, reminding her that what goes around comes around. Her every word or verse comes out distorted and muffled as I fuck her repeatedly. Coming inside her ass is just compensation for past humiliations. We stand looking into each other’s eyes for a while, she still bound and gagged, enraged but too intimidated to attempt anything. Plus there is something in her eyes…a veil of pleasure, perhaps? Amused, I take a picture of her, then caress her face, whispering to her to call me if she wanted to repeat the experience.
Mouth: Lacey Chabert. Lacey has been number two all her life: in every circle of friends she entered she ended up being number two, the one who accompanied the most popular shining her reflected light. Even now the story hasn’t changed: she’s number two in the workplace, and for men she always comes after her more charming and smart friend. This is precisely why she can’t believe it when I approach her at the bar where she went with her friends. Clearly she doesn’t recognize me. How could she? I’m no longer the loser she and the others used to tease in front of the whole school. Now I’m a successful, elegant, and smooth-talking man, and Lacey falls into my trap like a little novice girl. She expects a big night when I take her to one of the city’s most luxurious hotels and is surely already thinking about when she will tell her friends and colleagues about it, confirming herself as the gossip she was as a girl. Instead, for once her mouth finds an entirely different function: all night long I keep my cock in it, filming Lacey with my cell phone as she unwillingly pleasures me on her knees or lying on my side as I enjoy our comfortable bed. She begs me not to send it to anyone and in return obeys me unopposed, providing me with hours of material. After hours, her face is reduced to a sickening mask of tears, makeup and cum. I advise her not to tell this story to anyone if she does not want repercussions. Before I go, I leave money on the mattress inviting her to enjoy the suite for as long as she wants.
Pussy: Lindsay Lohan. Lindsay was the only one of the four capable of showing any kindness toward me and the other victims in the group, but paradoxically this irritated me even more: Lindsay was one of those people who was capable of stabbing you in the back at any time in order to stay in the circle of those who mattered and then come back to you feigning displeasure. And it seems she hasn’t lost her taste for cheating on people, as she misses no opportunity to experience thrills with other men whenever her husband is away. I gather enough material to show up at her house and scare her into telling the whole truth. Lindsay is alert, she recognizes me right away, and knows that if I start telling stories, I could ruin her life. I don’t ask for much in return for my silence: only to enter where so many others have entered. On that same bed where betrayal after betrayal has been going on for some time now, I penetrate Lindsay’s sweet cunt as I hold her wrists pinning her hands above her head. Inside her mouth I put a pair of panties taken from her husband’s closet so she can taste him as I move with intensity inside her. Each penetration has the force of a stab, like those I had to endure in the past. I cum inside her and watch as she sobs bitterly. I kiss her cheeks advising her to avoid further complications and leave her on the bed. Distraught and despondent, Lindsay doesn’t notice that in her husband’s closet I have hidden a picture of one of her betrayals.
All: Amanda Seyfried. Amanda would definitely win the award for the dumbest woman I know. She was a complete moron in her school days, and I’m surprised to find that she has not changed at all. She got a job as a weather anchor, but she’s still convinced that she can tell when it will rain because of her boobs. What Nature has denied her in the head, however, she has provided in the rest of her body: she has incredible breasts, long blond hair and two eyes that look like precious stones. With her I don’t need any threats or games: of course she doesn’t recognize me when I catch up with her on her way out of work, tell her a couple of shits, and find myself at her place with my cock between her tits. Amanda has always been an easy girl, but this is ridiculous. I let her massage my cock with her tits and guide her head for her to go along with sucking it. I love getting lost in those eyes as she gives herself to me, so even when I switch to pussy I fuck her by keeping her sitting on a table and keeping her gaze fixed on me. I only turn her around to try her ass as well, squeezing her breasts from behind as I penetrate her from a sitting position. The little bitch enjoys it like crazy and lets me cum on her while holding her tongue from the outside. I wipe my penis with her hair, thinking that at least this way I’m sure she won’t forget to avoid unwanted pregnancies.
Ass: Rachel McAdams. The mastermind, the leader, the queen of the high school. In the past there was no girl in the whole school who could hope to be like her, although Lindsay for a while seemed destined to take her place. She has tried to give herself to sports without much luck, and her glory days are now over. Despite this, she remains a selfish and self-centered girl, though still very beautiful. I introduce myself to her directly. Rachel immediately starts flirting when she realizes what a successful man I have become: now I am worthy of being seen by her side. Unfortunately for her, I’m only interested in being alone with her at her home. Keeping her tied to a chair with her ass well exposed, I whip and slap her repeatedly, ruining her beautiful pale ass. While she can’t move or call for help I visit her house a bit finding some fun items: the little bitch has kept all the memories of her countless coronations as school queen. It’s time to go back to wearing the crown as one of the trophies ends up stuffed in her cunt. The other hole is meant for me: using a queen’s headband as a bridle, I brutally sodomize Rachel, reminding her that what goes around comes around. Her every word or verse comes out distorted and muffled as I fuck her repeatedly. Coming inside her ass is just compensation for past humiliations. We stand looking into each other’s eyes for a while, she still bound and gagged, enraged but too intimidated to attempt anything. Plus there is something in her eyes…a veil of pleasure, perhaps? Amused, I take a picture of her, then caress her face, whispering to her to call me if she wanted to repeat the experience.