Sie warf sich auf ihre knorrigen Knie und senkte demütig ihr Elfenhaupt, um meinen schmierigen Lümmel mit ihrem Elfenzarten Wichslippen zu säubern....„Tief rein in das Altweibermaul“, sagte ich triumphierend, während ich mit geringschätzenden Blick auf ihre Tochter deutete. „Sie ist schwach und jetzt wahrscheinlich schwanger!“ Ich lachte, denn spürte wie die ältere Elfe zusammenzuckte und meinen Schwanz dabei tiefer in ihre Kehle sog. „Ja, du hast richtig gehört, dein Balg wird bald werfen und. I was automatically rooting for the other side."That works for me," she said. "We'll be going by the usual rules then, only you'll be rooting against the Spartans instead of for Michigan. And I expect to spend a lot of time in the basement, John. I don't care if they know what we do down there."Our sex life had been off. I was as horny as a Billy goat and I was right with her on that fact. I hoped that the party could somehow jumpstart us back towards where we'd been.All the way until I opened. "Turning to the sales lady, mom asked to speak to the manager, then, whenshe appeared, mom told her all about the show, pointing to me, tellingher that I was going to be one of the entrants, and asked her if shewould be my sponsor! The lady looked over at me with doubt written on herface, but when mom assured her that I was a boy, and could prove it, shesmiled, then laughed!"Okay, I'll sponsor her, but in return, she'll have to use our products.That way I can use the charity show as a write. Things hadn’t been like this since he fired the poolboy. There was music playing in the kitchen, chip bags, hot wings, and tons of soda on the counter. There were also cookies, popcorn and junk on the table in the living room. The couch was piled with pillows and blankets that spilled onto the floor, making a comfy palette of sorts. Sandra, Kara, and some tall skinny guy he didn’t know, were in the kitchen; all laughing and moving around as if they had just finished line dancing. Sandra.