“Ain’t that a fact!” Stick Adams agreed, living up to his name by needing suspenders under his white robe just to keep his pants up, he was so r...ail thin.“Stick, you better not be gettin’ chaw spit on the inside of your hood again, you hear me?” Billy snarled at him, knowing Stick’s tendency to do just that.“I ain’t done that in months, Billy! Want some shine?” Stick offered the Klan boss some moonshine.“Don’t mind if I do, but just a little! Thanks!” Billy let himself get distracted, right as. When, I watch his videos, I just fantasize about him and me making passion love, I had pray and ask God, “can you make this possible’”? Or, “Do we have a future together?” As I continue on praying, I’ve saw a vision of us getting together. I've dreamt about him so often, its make my pussy so wet and hot. “If I have his number?” “Will I call him?” I ask myself that question? While, I was searching on the Internet, I had bypassed his website. The website says “Welcome to Will's webpage". I. 'It's the air, ' his goddess told him in his head. 'It's thinner here because there's no centrifical force pressing it down. It will feel like this on the great ship, too. You'll get used to it in a few more hours. You'll also feel better after you sleep.'He hoped so. He was too tired to want to fight just to be able to breathe. He fell asleep before they launched, but was jerked awake to the roar of giant propellers pushing the carrier away from the surface as the carrier lurched into the air. “Well, you could caress your own breasts as you touch hers,” I suggested, my voice a tad strained.Cee almost glared in response. “That’s blackmail!”“Yes,” I said. “But they do want to be touched, as you said,” I added after a pause. God, if this was to happen, I’m going to have to unzip my pants. And her breasts desired to be sucked I wanted to say, but didn’t. Not yet.Cee took a sip of wine, her eyes now on Shy without shame. “What happens if someone sees us?”I had thought of that, but our.