The turning is quite sharp and screened with trees and then straightens. There is a footpath halfway down and at the bottom can be seen the entrance t... the farm. I parked his car close to the footpath. No one else is parked there and I open his door. He gets out reluctantly and scampers for the footpath which is a break in the trees. It is quite thickly wooded and the path is firm and dry. We follow it to a clearing. A log supplies a suitable place to sit. He is so nervous of getting caught.We. Between her lipstick and the occasional nip, our lips left trails of little red marks, a map of where they’d been. She dropped to her knees, her eyes looking deep into mine. She grabbed the base of my cock and lowered her mouth over it. I groaned as she deep throated my shaft. Her mouth was better than any pussy I'd ever fucked. I lay back and closed my eyes, savoring her skill. She sucked, and licked, and slurped until I was harder than I had ever been. I was almost disappointed when she. =======================================Jeannie sits on the cold bathroom floor for several minutes trying todeal with what she had seen in the mirror. She had expected to behideous, but the reality of the potion's second side was beyond anythingshe was prepared for. Looking at her naked body, it is grotesque beyondbelief. Dry, wrinkled, and saggy skin, paper thin in places and coveredin boils, warts, and open sores, she looks like a decaying corpse. Longyellow finger and toenails and bony. I woke early that morning due to the insufferable birds that persisted on perching outside my window. I wiped the sleep from my eyes, sat up in my bed and looked out of my window onto the serene rolling hills of the Irish countryside. It was truly picturesque. I glanced at my clock and saw it was only six a.m. I stood and strolled down to my kitchen for breakfast, switching on the television as I went. I listened to the morning news as I drank a glass of water and looked out of the kitchen.