His hands them struggled at my waist pulling my hips back off the door then down to spread my legs. After that, he growled his first words to me, "Do...'t move bitch." I gasped as he spoke to me but dared not go against his order. His hands roamed over the curves of my hips as he forced my skirt up once again. His hands were calloused and strong yet had the touch of a craftsman. He swung his hands down inside those little black panties to touch my little slick snatch. I moaned as he spread my. My bed sheet had a large tent, as if there was a towering tent pole cock just waiting to be sucked.I stood in stock, not only because there was a ghost in my bed, but also because he had a massive member. Horny and scared, I tiptoed towards the tenting sheet. I sat on the bed and grabbed hold. Beneath the silky cloth I felt what could only be the pulsing delight of a massive thobber, which was too big to fit my whole fist around. I got goosebumps and my heart skipped a beat. I did what was. Once we Hallites were of many. We lived together in harmony with humans. We would help them and they would help us. You see. We Hallites can't survive without certain energy's provided by humans. Problem is, as human technology advanced, they didn't need the our help. As a result we are now few. Or, one to be exact. You see, I am the last of the Hallites, I saved you, because I decided not to give up hope. Will you help me bring back the Hallites?" Well you did save my life." I thought you. I continued to stir the crowd, waving my arms and the makeshift torch, circling the flames. The cheerleaders filled in with more cheers between band numbers.Finally I pitched the blazing stick back into the fire and took up a stance at home plate, facing the backstop, the crowd, the football team a few yards away, proudly, bravely staring right into Freschetti's eyes, not giving an inch to him. He was as naked as I was, a dark hairy figure among his sweats clad teammates.Forming my hands into a.