“The old fellas used to respect the owl and teach young children not to misbehave or go walking around at night-time. They used to tell scary storie....“When we were kids we were so scared at night, we didn’t look around, we just hid under the blanket and didn’t move a muscle.“I remember my parents telling me the worst thing that can happen is to hear the call of an owl because that was a sign that someone would die, unless you found that bird and killed it before it killed you.“But I learned. She was beautiful, but cross her and you'll be working at a grocery store the rest of your life; everybody knew that.You're probably wondering, if I'm so fond of Mr. Jacobs, why do a underhanded thing like fill his coffee and whatever else I make for him with a big load of cum. You probably think doing that is like spitting in his coffee. It's not like that at all. It all started innocently enough a few weeks ago. I forgot to set my alarm clock and woke up late. I didn't have time to jerk. Muscles tensing, Persephone paused mid-kiss causing Selene to pull back. The blonde narrowed her eyes as she glared up at the man.“Remember?”“I know, touch but don’t damage the goods.”He chuckled, his hands resting on Persephone's hips, moving over her slim waist and to her breasts. Parting her lips, she let out a small breath. Selene giggled, playfully pouting as she traced the hem of Persephone's panties at the waistline. Then her fingers danced up to Zilia’s bare chest, brushing against her. For the first time she removed her sexy tops.Oh my god I could see her milky juicy boobs. They were not like ordinary boobs. I thought she has planted it but they were naturally so juicy and soft. They were tightened by her black bra and were feeling like popping out of it. I started my tongue from her knee. I started licking her thigh then navel whole the finally reached her half sexily visible boob. I kissed her left boob and put my tongue on her cleavage. She moaned suddenly like.