.. what not to do..."Then, as Carla's hand drifted down across her flat abdomen and began to squirm its way down into the angle of her thighs, pressin... in against the curling, down-covered mound through the light layers of her clothing, Joan felt a sudden, leaping thrill- sensation surge warmly through her loins, seeming to center down there, between her now trembling thighs, signaling a prelude to forbidden pleasures. Her body wanted to leap for joy... to plunge in... experience all, but her. He could tell she loved it and he could feel his dick growing in joy."Jerry, you like feet don't you??" she asked."What do you mean?" Jerry asked in a little panic"I mean you like women's feet, they turn you on..." she answered."Maybe...why do you ask??" Jerry replied in a relieved and panicking way"One, I notice you staring at my feet ever since I got home and two, your dick is hard."Her talking about this was making him really horny. He admitted that yes he was a foot guy."Yes Aunt Amanda, I. What Carol Jenkins saw as shewatched Bob become Merry the elf was the beginning of that transformationthat would make that whole person emerge as she was meant to be. Ofcourse, Carol didn't know that as it began. Neither did the adoringchildren or their hugely relieved mothers.Carol did have a clue, though when the second or third apologetic motherlooked with pleading eyes at Merry and practically begged her to let herchild stay at Santa's village with Merry while she tried frantically. I pushed, which seemed counterintuitive, as she was pushing too.But it slid in. She let it sit for a second, to let me catch my breath. And I realized it didn't hurt. In fact, it find kind of... pleasant. Until she pulled it back. And pleasant turned to good. And then she pushed it, and good continued. I couldn't believe this. Flat on my back, I was dressed like a slut, my legs spread and my wife was gently fucking me with her vibrator. And I liked it. I doubted it was going to get me off, but.
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