It was easily as good looking as it had felt.I reset the alarm and went back to sleep. When it went off later, I rose and started my day officially.I ...ent into the kitchen walking behind Rachel. It was good. She knew I was behind her and gave me an extra wiggle. I was looking forward to Wednesday night supper and following her to her apartment tonight.I made it through work getting things done or at least moving forward those things that should move forward. I went home to find Rachel and my. He unleashed that cock from his shorts as I began to go down, and it became fully exposed as my knees touched the floor. My instinct drove me to look it over and just as I realized its nine-inch length solved the question of the myth for this ugly man, he shoved it past my teeth. The formidable girth not only filled my mouth, it forced me to open up a bit wider to kill the risk of teeth contact on it. The entire time I enjoyed that club cock, the solidly built man who owned it laid not a finger. Others were stories about going to the cemetery and how the dead would rise and come after us. A lot of horror stories were told, each person trying to gross out everyone else.I think the stories that meant the most to me were the true ones that happened on Halloween. We did a lot of things that most everyone has heard of or even done; soaping windows when we didn't get a treat or putting dog poop in a bag and set it on fire and watch the homeowner step on it. We really didn't ever do much. “Anyway, girls havefun, it’s not so bad."She spent the next two hours expertly applying make up to my face and nailpolish to me finger and toenails, explaining what she was doing every stepof the way. “ Take note, you’ll have to learn to do this yourself, I won’talways be here, now close your eyes and don’t open them till I tell you."She swivelled the chair I was on round then placed what I could only assumewas a wig on my head. She spent what seemed like hours teasing it intoplace, brushing.