“None of that crap was real. I’m sure that none of those words were the right words.”“Oh,” she laughed, “they don’t have to be the right...words. And your silly lines and symbols don’t really have to be in any particular order or shape or color. All that is needed is that you mean what you say when you say it.”“I don’t understand,” I said softly.“Didn’t you deeply desire to come to The Realm of Pleasure?” she asked with a smile. “And didn’t you ask to do so at midnight on Halloween?”“I guess so,”. By moist, I don’t mean moist like a cake, I mean moist like meat. My cooch is meaty moist, not cakey moist. I bet I’d probably climax on the part that goes up real high at the end of the song…”and the home of the freeeeeeeeeeeee” and I’d cum and collapse onto a mound of loose sweaty joy.” “And the home of the brave” sang Jenny “Just think if Jesus came back and he was wearing glamorous, shiny, yet sheer pantyhose. Pondered Sandra “These pantyhose would have all the standard luxury. ...I'll be right back baby...gotta go the bathroom but i told the older woman to continue licking your ass ok......he reply to me...are you sure you don't mind??!!***...no no....have funI whisper into the woman ear i 'll give you 5 minutes allown with my boyfriend but you are only allowed to lick & tease his ass...& if you are really good you'll make him squirt ass cum & you tell him give me more & he will say for the very time in his life that he is cumming ....oh yess my bad boy bitxh you. I knew the weather folks were calling for a high today of around 101 degrees.“Time for that shower,” I thought again, then as I was about to walk inside I heard a car coming up the driveway.As soon as I saw the green Mini Cooper I knew it was Kim, my step-daughter’s best friend.I started smiling as soon as I saw the car because Kim was one of those bright, bubbly personalities whose usual smiles and good spirits simply brightened the day of anyone who saw her.Not to mention that she was an.