.... While Ashley tried to endure the torture of the parasite, Ada ripped off the president's daughter's shirt with incredible vigour. Underneath the cloth, Ada revealed a secret that made Ashley blush.
“No bra? Well aren't you a naughty little girl!” she exclaimed, staring down at Ashley's fabulous tits that jiggled back and forth in the girl's struggle.
“No, stop! Help...me,” Ashley pleaded, her pain now being so excruciating that tears started to trickle down her cheeks.
“Oh, I'll help ya.”
Ada had a devilish look in her eyes, like she was enjoying a horror movie that was approaching its climax. She reached down and took each of the girl's nipples and twisted them, causing her victim to scream in surprise.
“Mmm, this is so much fun,” the seductress mewed. “Are you enjoying this?”
“N-No...I can't be...”
But inside her head, Ashley was fighting a loosing battle. More and more her thoughts diminished into a blank empty pleasure; her pinched nipples began to drain the tension out of her abdomen and chest. Inside, she felt a faint tingling of relief as her spasms slowly subsided.
Sensing the conversion to be almost done, Ada released the girl's sore nubs. She pressed her entire body downwards, grinding her curvy hips into Ashley's skirt and greasing up her captive's tits with her own slick slime. This lathered both women to a sp...