It was hard to tell what ethnicity he was, since his face was covered in half green and half white makeup, and his hair was dyed an obscene orange—w...ich is what one expected to see on St. Patrick’s Day. The rest of his body, however, that was something else. The man of many colors wore a billowing overcoat that covered what had seemed to be an equally billowing body so obese that it was hard to imagine how he could walk. But there was something uneven about the way the weight distributed, and. Rita, please be merciful... I can't stand it anymore... [Sob].RITA. My girl, we've only started. So don't be silly and show me everything. Dear listeners, I see Hermione blushing like a tomato. She turns her ass to me – there's a small hole in the back of her dirty panties - she bends down, spreads her firm buttocks... Oh Merlin, what is this?HERMIONE. It's my wand...RITA. Well, it seems more like the base of your wand – I can't see the rest of it, because it's buried too deep in your back. My dick nearly popped out of my suit."Are you crazy?" Ellen yelled. "I'm facing the hall? Do you want someone to see my boobs?" I quickly responded, "Yeah, maybe?"She spun around, her large round tits staring at me, water from her hair slowly rolling down those slopes. Her face looked different now, kind of flush. I stepped closer and slid all my hands down her tits, over her nipples, and then circled under them. I leaned forward as we opened our mouths and searched each other's tongues. She. What is going on with us? “Ma, we’re friends, you know that. Who knows what’s going to happen” Oh really ZA! “Christina, you’re a good friend to my son, and I love you like a daughter. I love all of you kids. I don’t know if Zachary is ready to date right now, you know?” “I know Ms. Sara. We’re just hanging out.” She raises her eyebrows at me. She knows it’s more than what we are saying it is. But I don’t know if I do. I’m having strange feelings for him, and I don’t know what to do with them..