I could almost see her eyes, still in shadows. Were they grey or a lovely pale blue that was lost under the cover of her wet bedraggled hair that woul... undoubtedly feel all too dry to my touch?I had so many questions for her, but I feared the answers even more. The memory of old Cub Scout campfire ghost stories of the perils of phantom hitchhikers was once again fixed in my mind. I wanted to hold her and kiss her but I was terrified at the thought of what would happen even more."Drop you off at. And the little green dudes turned me into him.’ I tried explaining and knew it sounded like an over active imagination working here. ‘You need serious rehab Mister.’ he told me while not noticing the elves with a huge green bag that they placed him in. ‘What are you doing? That is called kidnapping! I don’t need to have kidnapping added to killing Santa Claus!’ I yelled at them as they were busy tying up the bag with my true love in it. We jumped in the sleigh finishing the delivery of all the. But, I honestly did not plan any of this out. I tried to apologize to her, but she kept ignoring me all day. Then my friend Cher called me to apologize again. I yelled at him and said that he has fucked up my marriage. He kept apologizing and apologizing. I honestly wished my wife would let us both fuck her. I don't know why, but it makes me hard whenever I imagine Cher fucking her. Of course I'm not gay, but it just feel so good to see your friend inserting is hard penis inside your delicious. The bra covering her modest breasts strained over her larger upper body. The small metal clasps at the end of the bra straps bent and then simply fell apart and the bra landed in her lap. Trisha's breasts were slick with sweat and her nipples appeared swollen, red and erect. She did pause her feast when her spine pressed against the fur growing along her back. Her spine stretched her skin as muscles pushed and moved to accommodate her new girth. New nerve endings snaked their way down and.