They were all there laughing at me taking pleasure out of the fact that I was completely soaked with cum. I started to cry from humiliation when I felt my body shaken. I woke to see my father looking down at me concerned shaking my shoulders. “Tori, are you okay,” he asked looking concerned. I looked over at the window where I dreamt Scott had come in and seeing it closed I looked back at my father and nodded. I felt covered in sweat and I was breathing heavy. My father sat me up and rubbed my back. “Were you having a bad dream,” he asked? I nodded. “Okay, can you get back to sleep,” he asked. Again I nodded. And with that he left my room. I got up and went to the bathroom and washed my face. I was sure something else horrible was going to happen but I managed to get back into bed. I turned on some music and tried to go back to sleep but I really didn’t sleep very much the rest of the night. To be continued. Dennis slid open the glass door of his quiet home and stepped into the heavily wooded backyard. It was a crisp fall Saturday as Dennis surveyed the many layers of fallen leaves that covered his yard. The chilly air cooled his lungs as he took exotic a deep breath, japanese examining the work in front of him. He had been putting off raking for weeks now, but as all the trees were almost bare, he had talked himself into getting it done this weekend. Dennis trudged across his lawn through the leaves to the shed. He flipped the latch and retrieved the rake he had bought his first year in this house when he was faced japan with his first fall. He had moved into this, his first house, a few years ago, that autumn had been quite the surprise for him as he realized the true cost to owning your own house. His backyard was sucks littered with trees, which were great in the summer because the yard was shady, keeping it pleasantly cool even when the temperature was unbearably high. The consequence to having such a shady backyard was obviously a yard caked in leaves asian come fall time, as Dennis had learned the hard way. His friend had suggested he try a leaf blower, but that wasn’t really Dennis’ style, they made too much noise and if he really thought about it, raking wasn’t too bad. Well, not when you rake the way Dennis raked. He took a sip from the travel coffee mug he had brought out with him, filled with a fresh cup of coffee and a few shots of whiskey. Dennis had learned quickly that drinking made raking a lot more tolerable. Dennis was just sinking his rake into the corner of his yard when he heard the screeching of a poorly oiled door sliding open. He looked around and saw his neighbor, Chelsea, walking out into her own backyard. Chelsea had moved in a year after Dennis had. They had talked a little more than neighbors normally did and Dennis might even go as far to say that they were friends. They were both dreadful at grocery shopping and often found themselves asking each other to borrow all kinds of things. Dennis had stocked her with more salt, flour, toilet paper, sugar, oil, and whatever else that he figured he probably owned half the ingredients in her kitchen. The nice thing was that she returned the favor whenever he found himself in need. Just last week Dennis had a girl stop by for dinner. Dennis ordered some take out and thought he was all set until they sat down to eat and he realized he didn’t have any wine. He had raced next door and asked for anything Chelsea could spare. She didn’t ask a single question, just turned and grabbed a corked bottle from a collection of different alcohols. It had been half full, but it had been a life saver. He leaned into her and with his hips . . . "Sorry, this is our busy season. Then Tink let out a higher pitched and louder yelp and a quick glance confirmed what Hailey had thought, Sam was giving Tink her first taste of a knot. Sit back on the couch, like that, now spread your legs real wide for mommy to get in there, just like the daughter on the movie did.” I was no exotic longer a japanese virgin! “Stop!” Kim shouted abruptly. She wanted to watch the girl kiss her body . . . Matt laughed. Something I can do for you?” Still I couldn’t find anything wrong with her, but I kept looking just the same. Mason kept switching the vibrator on, fortunately not asian on full power, but enough for my shaking sucks to give a few people the impression that I was having some sort of fit. "Whats this about Montana?" "Charlie, yeah… no way, he’s gay?!" My silky, black hair spilled down around her thighs as I nuzzled into her cunt. John just stood japan there, and let his daughter wipe down his bare genitals.