And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roofThe prancing and pawing of each little hoof.As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,Down the chimney...St. Nicholas came with a bound.He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;A bundle of sex toys he had flung on his back,And he looked like a peddler with a really big pack!His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!His ass cheeks like roses, his dickhead like a cherry!His. My clothes were gone and I had a terrible hangover. I had been at a party Saturday night that got out of hand. I had been screwed by more than one person and even beaten. There was no one in the house but me. I couldn’t find my clothes but found some man’s clothing which I put on. I had to walk to my apartment to clean up and put on clothes. I had seen no one. I left to go next door and got in. I had a key to feed Steve’s cat. The cat was there but Steve was gone. He had guns and I grabbed the. She disappeared into the bathroom and was cleaning the shower and toilet when I heard her voice call me. It took every ounce of energy to get off that bed and when I went into the bathroom, Loma was there totally naked in the shower, water dripping off her breasts and she bade me to come into the shower with her. I duly obliged and she pushed me on to my knees and thrust her hairy, beautiful vagina into my face and I ate that pussy for as long as I possibly could, whilst Loma moaned and. "Dorothy was spellbound as Ms Lawrence spoke. Ms Lawrence paused to drawher arm around Dorothy's waist and give her wine glass another top up."His mind is going betray him so completely and it is so fun to watch anewly cowed sissy be broken. He'll hate every minute of it but he won't beable to stop himself. His walk will be a tottering, jiggly mince. Hislaugh will be an emasculated titter. We've heard quite enough of his foulmouth. He'll find himself unable to use or even think in swear.