I hear daddy then say to me, "Good night Marie. Have pleasant dreamsprincess."I hear Daddy walk off. I am trapped here, in a tree, all alone. No way t...communicate at all. I just let the wind rock me to sleep.---The next morning I am awoke me being lowered toward the ground."Good morning Marie, have a good night's sleep," daddy says.I nod yes. But in fact I hardly got any sleep at all last night.Daddy takes the blindfold off of me.The sudden bright light blinds me. It takes a few minutes for my. He kneaded the fleshy buttocks of Buford who was masturbating in a fairly rapid rate. Scoobadex introduced his finger into the ass of Buford. The moans of Buford resounded louder.Scuford got up and got on the couch, presenting R Tur his well-proportioned dick before his lips. R Tur grabbed it eagerly and sucked it hard like it was a lollipop. He too had his finger up in his friend’s buttocks and fingered him in the same pace as he was swallowing his cock . Scuford spat in his hand and. I caught Daniel's eye and he waved me over."Angie I'd like you to meet my good friend from college, this is Trey".I looked at Trey and my mouth just dropped open.Trey looked like an older Barack Obama.He was tall ,built like a brick wall a touch of gray at his temples and a noticeable bulge in his speedoes."Pleased to meet you Angie Ive heard so much about you".I was at a loss for words ,I kind of stuttered "pleased to meet you as well Trey",both he and Daniel laughed as my gaze was on his. There so much more weirdness to come, you have no idea. Sinterklaas is an elderly white man with a silvery beard and a moustache. He is dressed like a bishop, which is to say he wears a red mitre with a golden cross, a red velvet cloak (also with cross, on the back) and a white robe with a purple stola. He wears white gloves and carries a staff or a rod. It’s gold-plated and curves inwards at the top, like a question mark that’s doing a forward summersault. Technically it’s called a crosier..