Kevin also owed me a big favor, and more importantly, Kevin was rich... extremely rich. I knew that Kevin loved Halloween and that every year he would have this fabulous party at his lake house. If you were one of the lucky ones, you might get invited out onto his “party barge” for a moonlight cruise on the lake. The barge– named “Victory”– was actually a large yacht with an expansive flat deck and several cabins below where Kevin and his friends would stay when they were out on the lake for extended periods. In some ways, Victory looked like a miniature aircraft carrier. I think Kevin had even landed his helicopter on the upper deck when he needed to arrive late or leave early from their asian summer cruises, but there was no way a plane had enough room to land. Rumors were that the moonlight cruise was a floating orgy, but I perky have never even attended the main party at the house, so I couldn’t say for sure. What I did know is that “Victory” was moored at the end of a long dock. Getting on the barge wasn’t really an invitation. It was more of a selection process like at the doors of a really posh club. First you got invited to the party itself. Then, as it got close to dark, you walked up to the shore gate for the dock. If the guards opened the gate for you, you were in. If not, you walked back up to the main house and rejoined the party there. The guards, obviously, didn’t make the decisions on their own. Kevin was watching through the security cameras and signaled yes or no to the guards. It was a perfect plan. If I could get Kevin to allow me to veto any of his selections, then I could be sure that no magical creatures got on board... maybe. Granny’s words about seeing someone but not knowing what they truly were worried me. But Bridget had specifically said that it was a true japan witch from the old country. If I said no to anyone who looked Irish, I should be safe. I was hoping for a very chilly Halloween that might keep the japanese interest in a moonlight cruise down a little, but it was a warm evening when I arrived at Kevin’s mansion. I was early, but I wanted to be aboard the “Victory” before sunset– and before anyone else so I could be sure that only those massage I felt safe with were allowed on board. I have no idea what was going on up at the main house, but I assume it was a fine party. Several times, guests came wandering out into the back yard to talk, or to seek some privacy among the trees. I kept a careful eye on everyone. I could tell immediately if a person were a magical creature. This wasn’t the first time he received wounds asian in this arena, but perky never before had it hurt so much. My heart beat slower. I miss them so much, but I massage know that I can never return back. "Nor me Chris, See you Tomorrow" Brittany : japan Hmmm. After her face was dripping with my cum, she opened one japanese eye. I leaned forward into her, rubbing my clit into my brother's pubic bone. “Some people thing I'm divine. "Get on the floor!" “You're soaked, Samus,” I moaned.