Thing.Hello. You mayhave heardabout me. My name is Chris Griffin, and not much is known about me. I'm mainly considered a "space occupier", among othe... things, but that's only because everyone's too busypaying attention to either Brian, Stewie or Peter. There's a lot more to me than what is seen on the surface.As you mayalreadyknow, I love to paint. It's my passion, really, art is. I nearly became the famous artist'Christobel', but that bastard Antonio Monatti tried to turn me into something. I just listened mostly, not wanting to use the camera with greasy fingers, and enjoying the company. Their talk did raise a question though, and I realised I was going to have to ask Steph a couple of things if and when we were ever alone again.Eventually the fish and chips were all gone, and we bundled up the paper and found a bin for it. This time Vicki had no objections to returning to the car, and we decided we should go for a drive, rather than going home just yet.When we got to the car,. He raised his body up and held her leg over to fuck her hard and deep. Monica looked down and gave him a naughty grin. “Fuck me harder… harder!” Ian slammed into her. He pushed as hard as he can, rocking her body along with his thrusts. Although, he felt the need to slow down, Zuli wasn’t going to let him. She bucked herself along with his thrusts, until he pulled out. He panted, worrying that he was going to cum too quickly and he couldn’t control the sweet, swelling sensation around his. He didn't say anything just said you like as he walked past. I realized that it had got my attention and I almost forgot my mission. I calmly relieved mother nature and headed back to the front of the store grabbing a soda on the way. I paid for the soda and returned the key walked out got in my car took a sip of soda and started to back out. When I started backing I caught movement beside my car looked over my shoulder to be staring at monster meat again he was waving it at me like a giant.