Regardless the big manwas back on his feet, velvet bag slung over his shoulder, staggeringtoward the chimney.I shook my head, glanced about the roof, ...potted Santa's flask andswooped down to retrieve it. He must have dropped the damned thing whenhe took his little tumble. I glanced back at the big man, then openedthe container and took a good whiff. "Say what you will about him, butthe man has great taste," I mumbled and took a sip of the whiskeyinside. "I wish he'd stop drinking on the fucking. Are you serious?! If that was my pussy I would stick everything in there. She chuckles to herself and stares at me. I look down, my face burning red. Oh… Well Im sorry… I manage to get out.Im sorry. I didnt mean to make you uncomfortable. Its fine I say with a slow nod. So you ready? She walks over to me, her hips sway as she walks. I look up and smile, feeling better. Yeah She lays me back on the bed. I take a few deep breaths until I feel something rather large sliding into my pussy. I take a. ”Janette walked over to him, “Well you fixed that didn’t you.”Jackson grabbed a handful of blonde curls and pushed her down bending her over the pool table. Her skirt teased him and he slid a hand up her thigh lifting the skirt as caressed her ass. He slipped his hand back down stroking her bald pussy. She moaned pushing her ass towards him.He slipped a finger inside her, “Good girl, nice and wet for me.”He continued to work her pussy as he let go of her hair and slid his hand down her body.. Even though his father had agreed with Niomi's plan to rid her son of Miori, Hyota did not seem to hold Arora responsible. Partly perhaps because men in their society bonded so closely and also because they were now often drinking together and, no doubt, in their alcoholic haze blaming Niomi for the entire misfortune.Niomi was not totally surprised when Arora, unannounced, brought home a guest for dinner relating that Hyota would be dining in the village. Her husband would sometimes bring a.