So I'd never been there to watch as she did amazing things with needle and thread. She made most of our clothes. So I said, "Great, I need a new pair ...f britches, with built in chaps."My father started laughing so hard he rolled off the couch and onto the floor. He was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. My mother just looked disgusted. "First, dear, we're going to make you a nightgown."A nightgown! Now why in the world would I want a nightgown? Momma had one. She wore it when the weather got. To which he would always calmly explain that they were just friends, and that he was totally cool with it, because Hox was actually just a really cool guy. And she would then ask how often he thought about choking on Hox’s elephant penis. For which the only reply River could give was, whenever his cute ass didn’t distract him.But River wasn’t lying. He actually did enjoy spending time with Hox, and was growing more and more comfortable with the idea that they could be just friends. Hox and. Black leather cuffs were strapped tightly around her wristsand ankles and a wide steel choker sat snugly on her neck. A large ring hungfrom the front of the neckband encircling a small black stone set in the steel.Dark hair fell forward over her large breasts. She was tired from the danceand the bells hanging from her nipple rings jingled as she regained her breath.The man turned, ignoring the woman, and addressed his seated companion. "How much did he steal?" "The same amount as the last time. His hands dwelled on her thighs, right where they met her ass, and he relished the sensation of all is blood trying to rush into the smooth, purple head of his cock all at once. He gently grabbed her ass, and let out a long, pleasurable sigh of his own. He felt the fire of desire burning in his chest as a flood of blood and hormones concentrated their attack on his cock and balls. His hands moved closer to his wife's slit and he ran his thumbs along her pussy lips, feeling the heat and a bit of.