She was filing her nails in Jim'squarters. She had on a fabulous peignoir and 4" heel marabou shoes. Shegot a bottom of pink nail polish and finishe... her nails.Jim came back from the science labs with Mr. Spock. Mr. Spock saw her butdidn't say anything. The made love, it was one of the greatest things,she knew, making love with Jim.Jim crashed in his bed, and she thought about Jim, in a wonderful way inthe next 1 hour. Then she went to sleep too. She dreamed (I guess thatit was a dream. "This isn't some fucking free for all, is it Dean?" she looked down at Dean who by now was sitting up, his mammoth cock still pointing stiffly north. "Well, I dunno, I guess I could, can't we, can't we all just get along?" Dean replied. Taylor swung around to confront the amused Christy. "This is so fucking like you Christy! You're always trying to fucking horn in on me!" she looked back at Dean. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, you won't have a drop left for her!" She strode over and gracefully. .. and no one looked good in that shade of orange.“Then I suppose you should help your family avoid apprehension by the authorities.”Yeah, I suppose I should. Right after I get checked out by a neurologist.Shaking his head at the laughter he was imagining, Earl said, “Joe, put on the radio, okay?”Margo“So, Madam-Doctor-wife,” Carol said, “any ideas on dealing with jet lag?”“Well, I didn’t have, but knowing we were coming here for the honeymoon, I did some research. First off, it’s going to take. “Let’s fuck,” LeMaun ordered after a few minutes.They went into the bedroom. LeMaun fondled the broad, tubby buttocks. He placed a hand on each cheek and jiggled them. He spat in the crack and massaged it into the clenched brown hole. He licked and munched for a bit.Then, LeMaun stood up and walked away. He retrieved a ping-pong paddle from the nightstand. He swatted the globular derriere. Rontay’s gelatinous ass throbbed and wriggled. “Owwwwww,” he screamed at the top of his lungs. He felt a.