Getting pulled around on the streets, in the cold, by over-excited kids in costumes, is a lot more exciting than getting drunk. One of them wanted to ...lay chicken with every car that went past. Fuck me. Wesley got bundled into the floor by the rabid pack when he tried to take their sweets away. It was a miracle Hanna didn’t break anything. She managed everything well, but on the way back I sat her on my shoulders to give her legs a rest. They ran around the house in a hyper mess while parents. It's a cool urban slouch pose I guess.That's the thing though, it's the position he's in that's turning me onas much as he is, and God is he ever! He seemed to be in the perfectposition for a man awaiting a blow job in a train. What turned me on wasthinking myself kneeling between his legs, giving him that blow job. Ithink I finally understand porn! That's gotten my little cocks fullattention.'Slow down' I think to myself. The last thing I need this morning isgetting caught staring at some. Her reply to mysemi-hysterical questions was, "You always wanted to be outdoors whiledressed, Angela. I've given you the opportunity. Enjoy yourself." Enjoymyself, I was just short of crying! Left nearly a mile from home, indrag!Luckily, the walk home was mainly via pathways through the woods. As thesun was setting by now, I figured that I was unlikely to meet up withanyone, and I hoped that the increasing darkness would hide at leastsome of my non-feminine attributes. My sense of despair was. When the cop had come, digging her sharp nails into Lexi’s back, she pushed the cheerleader away. Lexi just sat there on the floor looking up, her hair mussed and face smeared with pussy juice, as the officer dressed again just as carefully as she’d undressed. She was just leading Lexi back to the holding cell, where another horny prisoner was waiting, when a noise disturbed Lexi’s reverie.It was the doorbell. For a minute she tried to ignore it and get back into the fantasy, but when it rang.