I’m worried all this focus on Trick-or-Treat, ghouls and vampires, crows and scarecrows is seizing their brains and will leave them less than worthy...citizens. Please editor convince me that I am worrying unnecessary. Virginia Shields, Olsen’s Creek.’ Carson’s eyes after reading that plea had fixed on the name Virginia. His thoughts jumped to that famous letter and answer published in the New York Sun in 1897 in which it was stated, ‘Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus’. He’d last read that. At this time she stood froze while he worked his hands to her pants and unbuttoned and unzipped them and pulled them down to her ankles. he picked up one foot and took it out of the pants and then the other foot the same way leaving her in her panties, bra, and the white top. By this time his dick was bulging out of is boxers at full length. He then reached and took her panties and pull them down to her ankles and helped her stepped out of them leaving her pussy exposed. I could hear her. I buried my face inside, really.Then it happened, and I'm surprised - honestly - I didn't blow my load right then."Ten years, huh?"The door was open. I lifted up my head and Leah was standing right fucking there watching. Her head cocked to the right. She wasn't smiling. She wasn't ... angry. She was perplexed, I think. I still don't know what made her come upstairs, and I don't know if I'm going to ask her.I don't think I'm going to ask her because I think Wendy put her up to it. She was the. She watched as he just stared at her and smiled....Kate smiled back and adjusted herself to turn to the side slightly and flicked her blonde hair back from her shoulders.She could hear Kyle stripping off and stepping out from his jeans and she became more excited by the situation. Kate turned her head to see his naked body and hard cock project outwards...this excited her further and she turned back to return to the strangers gaze. Thoughts rushed through her mind, but she is too nervous to say.