She’s been a great mate. But she’s stopped drinking now because her husband Cyril is almost an alcoholic. I haven’t seen much of her since she t...ssed in the booze.’ Matt grinned, ‘Once she was the best tabletop dancer you’d ever see, no matter how many glasses of Blackberry Nip she’d downed.’ ‘Matt! You know that sort of low-life behaviour is beyond my understanding.’ ‘Yes I know. But don’t go calling Elsie low life. She has a heart of gold and would do anything for you.’ ‘Oh I’m sorry Matt. I. I asked her if she cared for a drink, when she replied yes I walked to the kitchen. I imagined me teasing her, making her cum and before I knew it my panties were soaking with my juices. I resisted the urge to stick my hands in my panties and rub my clit and instead walked back out the kitchen to Angel. Tonight I was gonna show Angel how I really thought of her. I sat down on the couch right next to her, closer then usual. My breasts almost hit her own, and I believe I saw a grin on her pretty. A smirk came to his lips as he noticed me looking fearfully down at him. I was oblivious to the monsters location, too busy shaking in terror. Suddenly, a big hand reached up, and grabbed one of my legs, dragging me across the bed. I clung to it, screaming in fear as he tried to remove me from my hiding place. The hand was almost crushing my ankle, and I felt as if he were going to break my leg just to get me down. I am sure he would, if the officers were not there, watching us closely. He. Phone Julie's curvy little body was obscene in the pink mesh of her lingerie set—the bra's mesh did nothing to hide her baby pink nipples, already puckered hard. Julie ogled Phone Julie, tracing down from her bountiful breasts to her grabbable hips. Julie clenched her thighs again, admiring this girl. She wanted to reach through the glass and touch her.The train pulled into a station and stopped. Julie glanced up from her phone, surreptitiously tilting the device down to hide her story-video,.