The alien craft was huge; bigger than her apartment living room. Some thick, stringy goop oozed over it in several places. Carefully, she made her way...around the ship, trying to find an entrance. Grant was probably inside preparing it for the haunted house opening that weekend."Grant," she yelled again.Grant had done a remarkable job. The ship looked just as good as any Hollywood set. Even up close, Grant's workmanship was remarkable. Touching it, Brandy could feel its low vibrations as she. Roger pushed in further with his hands still around his coach’s waist, hip in one hand and his hard cock in the other her started to push harder in and out while wanking him off at the front.He felt Gavin pushing back in time with his thrusts and he got into quite a rhythm even though he was getting quite breathless, he wasn’t about to give up and at least he was getting a good cardiac workout.Gavin shook again as the old man felt his hot cum in his hand as he ejaculated for the second time, he. What's yer name, ifen ya don't mind telling me? I'd shore like ta know the name of my family's benefactor."Fire Bringer switched on his costume and said, "You may call me 'Fire Bringer.'" With that, he TPed away, taking the evil father with him in his storage chamber until he figured out a suitable punishment.Fire Bringer found a secluded place in a grove of trees and brought out the next girl. She blinked her eyes and asked, "How did I get here?"He explained that he was a spirit working for. Starting at my feet her eyes traveled slowly up my sexy red thigh-highs, up over my bare thighs, my bare belly button, up over my bare cleavage, to take in my face."Wow! Rita! I've never seen you look so fucking sexy."Her eye slipped back down to Roger's hand on my bare thigh and hip."You don't have anything on under that dress, do you?" Well…I did when we left home. I lost them in the balcony…. You were right Cindy…about Roger and me." Come on then…I have the perfect spot for you two young.