Thechild Blair must have deliberately dyed its skin in some way. I dohope it wasn't trying to look African-American, for that would beserious indeed.... We could be accused of harboring a racist student. Iam sure that the child's skin color will soon revert to normal. Or doyou fear that Blair is for some reason trying to keep its skin as blueas possible?" Damn the blue skin," ejaculated Miss Umbridge: "The color of Blair's skin isn't the real issue. It's his gender: Nowthat the entire. She begged me to fix it for her. I told her that I would have a look at it. She also said that if he ever found out that I had touched his precious computer that he would kill me too. I was not impressed at all. I didn’t even like the guy. We had words when I first moved in about everything from mowing the lawn and trash to parking and snow removal. Basically I told him that it was my house and my property and if he had a problem with me in the future that he had better have his lawyer contact. Chayne does not care about the time either. She can’t get high without listening to music. Chayne excuses herself and slips into the bathroom. Her makeup looks nice and her hair is still pulled up in a ponytail. She is only wearing a bra at the moment and can’t decide which direction she wants to go with Dirty. She has already sucked him off and allowed him to eat her pussy but she is not sure if she wants to pursue anything else. She looks under the bathroom sink and retrieves the tampon box. Our hands hold each other as we kiss, sucking and nibbling at each others lips. Tongues fight back and forth, licking her neck, and nibble on her ear lobs. I start to explore with my hands, gentle squeezing her small breast, and she starts to moan a little in my ear.... "mm-mm Joe"We were both topless and still locked in a passionate kiss, both of us touching the other body. I leaned her back on the picnic table, and start to kiss her sexy puffy nipples... they were so hard... nibbling and.