Erica was lying by the pool, sunbathing in a place in her backyard beyond the eyes of her pervy neighbor. But she wasn’t beyond the reach of his spell.
She lay back in her pool chair wearing her swimsuit, eyes closed. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open and she looked down at herself.
“Oh, hell yeah,” she said, eyes landing on the heavy expanse of her cleavage.
Only, Erica hadn’t said those words. Now her body moved beyond her control, reaching back to unclasp the bikini and toss it aside before wiggling the bottoms of herself. She couldn’t stop her hands from roaming across her tits and down between her legs. Someone else was inside, controlling her.
She was helpless as her hands reached for the tanning oil and she squirted it on herself, gliding the slick substance all over her body. Her hands came up to her tits, grabbing handfuls of each breast and squeezing.
“Fuck, I knew these tits were amazing,” she giggled.
She recognized that giggle. It was the pervert next door. Somehow he was in her body, controlling her.
He made her feel herself up, fingers gliding across the wide expanse of her tits before dropping down to her thighs. She tried to stop him but couldn’t as he made her slide her fingers into herself. Against her control, he was making her wet, enjoying her body as she raged helplessly within.
He squeezed her with her own hands, fingered her with her own fingers, moaned with her voice, and shook with her quivering orgasm.
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