His name is Danny, he was latino with grey hair, around his 50's with a mustache, but was still in good shape and really cute for his age! my husband ...sked him to buy a bottle for him, and he did. after he came out, hubby asked if he wanted to drink and hang out at his place for a few.so we went over to Dannys house, Danny's roomate was not at home, so we were able to feel more relaxed and able to be ourselves really. i was sitting on a couch by myself wearing a tight short dress, sandals, with. Sparks flared in my mind. They splashed across my thoughts. I groaned, driving my dick to the hilt in her cunt.“Yes!” I moaned. “Oh, Gods, yes!”“This is so amazing!” she squealed. “Pater's big dick! Yes!”Her pussy convulsed around my cock.I buried into the halfling's pussy and erupted. My cum pumped into her depths. I fired spurt after spurt of my fertile jizz into her depths. I groaned, knowing I was breeding her right before her son. I put my child into the mother's womb.Her pussy celebrated. I do not feel any pain for it for this moment. However, all because I am simply and naturally human and not some strange breed or form of fish, or even a hybrid of both species, I withdraw and pull my way out of the water. Once I am out, breathing and inhaling in heavily and uncontrollably, streams and lots of water start to gush and stream down my face and entire self. It has all been exciting and hilarious fun underneath the water while it lasted. At seeing Jace, I notice him wink and blink. He didn't want to be some sort of brooding Dickensian spectre at the family Christmas the next day, but he didn't think he could fake sufficient mirth to cover his current mood. Customer, customer, please - anyone. Any brief conversational exchange which might affirm his humanity in the midst of this most emotionally unforgiving of seasons. Bit of small-talk - too much to ask for? Yes? No? A moment's pause. Okay, that would be no. He slumped back into his seat.Then she walked in. Santa-girl..