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Click hereWhat are they doing to me?, Samantha thought. This isn't se—
Then, something startlingly cold was placed on-top of Samantha's stomach. The perplexing sensation cut off all ability she had to think. It was something cold and wet feeling; heavy, too, and really large. Samantha felt it began to slowly slide across her tummy, daring to fall onto the garage floor below.
The men tending to her had clearly noticed this danger too, because both sets of hands -- quickly and simultaneously -- lowered her tits down on-top of the thing, anchoring whatever it was down to her belly. That's when Samantha realized what it was; partially, because of the way her breasts had sunk through the thing, but also, because it was now close enough for her to smell: It's my Birthday cake...
|| To be Continued...