“My name is James, you are a very pretty fairy.”“Thanks, James!”“Hey, I have a bowl of candy at my house.” Seth/James started.“No one ev...r comes to trick-or-treat at my place, so I always have a lot left over.”“If you hop in my car, I can take you up to my place and give you the whole bowl!”“Really?! I can have it all?!” Kayla said surprised sounding.“Sure! Just come on in and I can drop you back off at your house after.” Seth said opening the door.Kayla then got in, and they both drove up to. I was born a girl, with a womb and real tits and everything. I just have a dick instead of a pussy. It's an authentic medical condition, you can look it up. Later, though, if you don't mind. I'm kind of in the middle of something right now."She lowered herself on top of Rory's body, her incredible breasts hanging directly above Rory's face. She supported herself with one hand while with the other she guided her cock up to the lips of Rory's pussy."Holy Moley," Rory said. She reached up. Perhaps out of desperation or enlightenment, the other villagers started laughing with her. As they laughed, they realized that the bandits chasing them seemed farther and farther away while the summit appeared closer and closer. In absurd laughter, they sang, danced and marched up the mountain. Even though doom was everywhere, they had to celebrate what life they had. Love was professed, love was consecrated, love was embraced in laughter as the villagers accepted what life they had and had. Working in healthcare her husband had remained in Malaysia and she was lonely. As we talked I learned she had just returned from her daughter’s wedding and had been looking at uploaded photos, I asked to see them. The first appeared to be two s****rs in traditional Chinese cheongsam made of white silk. The tailoring accentuated every curve, perfectly framing their hips and breasts. Another photo had the s****rs in a car, with the bride sitting in the middle of the back seat. It was this photo.