Buteventually that wasn't enough, and I moved to sports and horse betting,neither of which were technically legal in my state, so I madeconnections to... make my bets. My debt quickly outpaced my limited earnings(I'd never been the brightest in school, so my jobs were nothingglamorous).I'd been smacked around a few times for unpaid debts. Nothing tooserious. Busted lip here, black eye there. Eventually I'd found ways toget the cash (I'm not proud, but I did commit light theft / shopliftingto cover. Said he wasn't feeling well. I used my best powers of persuasion to convince him that I might have an inkling of what was going on and that I wanted to help. He reluctantly agreed to let me come over. I could tell he was trying, without much success, to force his voice into a lower register. When I got to his house and opened the door, I was struck by a breathtaking sight. The transformation wasn't quite complete, but there, in front of me, stood a very lovely young girl, with lustrous. When she saw Santa's car pulling up to my bother's place, she slipped out to meet him, unnoticed by the other guests. She got into the car before he could get out and was on him like a cat on a mouse. She had his candy cane out of those red pants in no time and was rubbing it along her moist muffin under her skirt. s*s told me he was still wet with Viktoria's love juice when she got hold of him which was an added thrill for her. She told hubby that 'Karin's text got me so horny. I cannot. Without a word, I begin to kiss him, slowly parting his lips with my tongue, probing deeper into his mouth, I need to taste him, tease him, absorb him! I absolutely love kissing this man, his taste, his intoxicating smell, his soft lips, his smooth tongue, the inside of his warm mouth. All of it gets me so lost sometimes, that when kissing him, I become oblivious to everything else, even the moment itself ceases to matter, the place, the time, the circumstance! All of that dissolves when his.