No set style ofmusic, but most of it looks like a main stream of taste. A copy oftoday's newspaper. I dont think you read it beyond the comics. Pantry...issmall but stocked well."I said, "Who are you?"He said, "If you must call me something, call me Mr. Wizard. My namewould be hard for you to say or remember. I only know that one of ourwizards gave a name and it was a gag one. Now your cuts and bruises needcare. They will not do for your role."I felt a strange feeling all over my body. I felt. "I think you know what to do" she said with a smile.I reached out my tongue and waited for her as I was told. She lowered herself onto my wanton mouth. She tasted tangy and wet and exciting. And the more I licked, the wetter she got, and the more excited I became. I tried to explore all over her opening, but she seemed to want me to focus on the top end of it. I did and discovered her clit. I now focused only on her clit with my tongue, while her moaning got louder and she began pressing hard. She looked at me and said, “Your wife performed like the whore we knew she was, fucked by all the residents no complaints, promised to be back here on Wednesday, every week” she said to my husband, who raised his glass in my general direction. The cunt I called Mother in Law had figured out my secret and now had me performing tricks for the seniors in her retirement village, and was now openly fucking her son in front of me instead of behind my back. The pair continued to drink and touch each. There's no rubber plug, just the end of the hairs attached to a scalp of skin. I stare more closely and blink in horror. The scalp, it reminds me of deer skin shedding from antlers. This skin is fresh, alive, as if it had just been torn from a living animal. I wince from the pressure in my intestines. My whole body is vibrating. Something is wiggling vigorously along my digestive tract. It's sliding deeper into me. I'm sure of it!I look up and see Grace calmly kneeling near me, smiling and not.