At first, the quaint, little cottage seemed idyllic, nestled in a small hamlet, looking like something out of Camelot or Harry Potter. However, the re...lity set in that there was one pub in town, full of old farmers and their strapping sons, who were as thick and dense as the cows they prattled on about. It had been three months since they had been in England and the glamour had worn off. Michelle was homesick and face-timed with her Mom whenever their schedules would jive with the time. All Hallows' eve. Everyone was dressed as a their favorite monster and creature, hero or villain as they ran around getting candy, pulling pranks. And of course partying. Kayla wore a slutty maid costume. She had the bonnet, her skirt fluffed out and stopped half way up her thighs. Her cleavage showed large and thick. Her thighs were succulent. Her wavy brown hair was all tussled up behind her bonnet. She had long white gloves covering the skin of her white delicate arms. Fishnet stockings and. That was where he truly belonged -- in the realm of the spirit.Escape. The thought had obsessed him for all the years of his childhood. Through long, hard winters of being a misfit, of taunting and torture by playmates and acquaintances. Through endless years of being misunderstood by adults and forced to live by rules that made no sense to him.He grew up and the dreams faded. College, a job, getting married, a home and a mortgage... The adult world had no place for those who were truly. Paul went for a shower, leaving Jane and myself to talk further. We didn't: she looked at me undid her blouse, and directed me to her gorgeous large breasts. As I did she cupped my cock and balls through my shorts, instantly hard."I want you to suck and fuck Paul tonight," she whispered into my ear."I will", was all I could reply.After a passionate kiss, we adjusted ourselves before Paul came out the shower, wrapped in a towel. Jane made an excuse to go to the bathroom, leaving Paul and I.