Kuch der main unka paani chhut gaya jo maine unke bistar par girne diya.Fir main unke upar let gaya aur unhe fir se chumne laga aur fir unke bable chu...ne aur dabane laga. Woh itne bade the ki ek ko do haaton se pakado tabhi barabar pakad main aaye.Shamsha Maami ko ab bahut pyaas lagi thi, mere lund ki pyaas toh main unke chehre par baithkar apna lund unke muh main daal diya aur unka muh chodan karne laga. fir kuch der ke baad maine bas kiya aur unhe missionary style main chodna shuru kiya. Unki. As I slid into the perfectly proportioned orifice, the cold, slimy innards surrounded me. It felt strangely pleasant. Her seeds stimulated me, titillating me with every thrust. And yes, I know most people cut off the top and scoop the insides out before carving the features, but I don't, Okay? It's not a crime, is it! Anyway, where was I? As I pumped the pumpkin, I envisioned the princess on her knees before me, sucking for her life. Silver tiara in her long black hair, white dress spreading. I think I was her first outside site.(MonaR) Site still looks good! :)(Jen_Adams) Thank you!(Chrissy) I am glad she talked you into it! ;)(Jen_Adams) Me too. This community deals more into the fantasy aspect of TG and I am glad to have served it. There are plenty of sites dealing with the realities of TG, they are good and not without their place.(*Bash) How much time a day do you spend writing? How many hours a week do you write?(Jen_Adams) Often, about 0 hours a week!(*Bash) :)(Jen_Adams). Shit! I kept my expression neutral as I scrambled for what to say. Mark came back in the kitchen just then.“That was all on me,” Mark said to Mom. “I didn’t like the way one of the guys was acting toward Steph and Bethany. He was out of line and I took care of it.”Mom’s expression thawed and she dropped her arms. “Mark, I don’t know how to thank you for taking care of the girls.”“You don’t need to,” he said as his cheeks pinked. “I was happy to help.”“That said, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask.