Tom stood up and went to get more drinks and as he did I took the chance to look at his bulge in his pants.How the fuck he manage to hide it was a mir...cle his cock looked massive and until that point I was going to make him stop. When he returned he looked down at my skirt and I had left it where it was and he could see my pussy. He moved his hand over again and I spread my legs for him so he could slide in a couple of fingers,then I moved my hand over to the bulge in his pants.My god his cock. Wheeee! sheshouted as the momentum of her rolling turned her shapeinto a very long, thin tube. This was going to bequite fun, and she indulged herself, first rolling upfrom one direction, then unrolling while seeing if itwould help stretch her sides out even more; thenstarting from her head, began to do curl up herstretchy form down towards her feet. It was a littlebit harder curling up from her toes, but as shecontinued, becoming a tube from this way and that, itbecame just that much easier.. Then she and Juliet and Chloe – dressed like elves – made the rounds of the wards handing out red and green foil bags filled with an assortment. His fondest memory of that Christmas was attending Christmas services at the chapel in a wheelchair flanked by his family.“The dreams are ... well, they’re going away. It’s just when I’m over-tired or stressed about things they tend to surface.”“All that flying you’re doing – no wonder you’re tired and stressed...” She stopped abruptly realizing that. A loving prayer. A primal plea. A slow and throaty exhale against my ear as your hips writhe, as my arms lock around your back and move with you, deeper into your feverish, nectar-soaked tunnel. Even then, I knew it was a sound that only a soulmate could actualize. It was everything. It was you. The collective of who I always ached to claim, to belong to. The first time didn't last long. Such initial intensity, I believe, is never meant to. I spilled deep into you, spurt after thick spurt of.