First of all, I don’t believe in god-imitating persons or as they are generally called ‘baba’. But I was in that stage of my life that I used to... believe in everything that people used to say. So I started looking for such a baba who can guide me out of misery. After days of research and hours of consultations, finally, I found one person who quite caught my attention. Their scheme is little different and unique from others. Instead of explaining the scheme let me tell you what had happened to. .. Soon I am sitting on the end of one of the girls Chase Lounge. Barb is in a chair next to us and this is as close as we can get. Unless I move the chase and get another chair. Not wanting to make the girl in the chase get up I just kinda scrunched in next to her. All the while Barb is still touching me. Now she has moved up to around my naked back and shoulder area and I am leaning into her shoulder and right tit.. At this point in time I can feel her nipple is hard and poking me... OOOO... She is a perfect specimen, long legs, wide strong hips, blemish free smooth skin, toned musculature, a graceful gait in her step as she is led around the ring and her hair is long and golden. It is loose around her shoulders and covers her torso and obscures her face. By this time the auction master has entered the ring and he pulls her hair back into a pony tail, exposing her exquisite face, the high cheekbones revealing her good breeding. Her uncovered body is a work of art. Her breasts are. My wife Carol absolutely loved Halloween which was her favorite holidayof the year, favored over even present filled morning of Christmas. Ofcourse, Carol was also a witch and Halloween was the one day of the yearwhen she was most powerful. That meant that she could really show offher magic every Halloween and she did. Sometimes Carol's tricks could be amusing such as when she'd made ourjack-o-lanterns talk and hop around the yard last year, scaring all thetrick or treaters. We'd gotten a.