No. Her skin was pure white. The white of snow. Of the unreal. She stood before a blackness which had not been there before, a tunnel stretching forev...er into the unknown. Her hair, too, was white, if darker. Blue eyes, large, but with pupils small as if unused to the light. She blinked. He blinked as well. She was about his age, or the mystical equivalent, smaller and slenderer as many girls in his class were. Her breasts were half orbs, prominent, tips black. He then noticed her lips were. "Sweetheart. How did Vincent get invited? You didn't have anything to do with that did you?" I knew she did, but I wanted to find out what she was thinking."Well, yes, I guess so. When I was using your computer to check out honeymoon trips, I accidentally found his name in your address book." Look Mrs. Woods, we may only have been married for 30 minutes, but I know that nothing you do is by accident. What are you scheming?" I had to give her a little kiss after I said this because she looked so. Standing back she raised her hand above her head and swiftly brought her hand down hard on his left buttock, causing the head to splutter a cry, muffled by the cushion. As she raised her hand again she looked at the red hand print on his, large round buttock. Without warning she brought it down harder this time. Again another muffled “Fucking hell!” came from the chair. Then Chrissie grinned as another idea crossed her mind. With the head patiently waiting for the next slap, Chrissie went over. I was very happy that he is also on this trip as I could fuck him freely for 5 days!! So we reach Goa early morning around 8 and hired a Innova car to drive us to our hotel! In the cab rohit was sitting in front, in middle seat I was in centre, my manager Rahul was on my left and colleague kumar on right. Back seat there were akash and Manav.I was wearing top and shorts that day. So we start the journey from Airport to Candolim beach where we were booked. The journey is long and takes more than.