The wind twisted my golden stream into a yellowish mist before it could reach the bottom."Let's see what the kitchen team dreamed up for our meals-on-...wheels," the commander said as she lifted the one-gallon thermos jug from the tool compartment at the back of the transport.A puff of fragrant steam danced in the breeze as our leader released the catch and rotated the lid. The prize of the pantry turned out to be a gallon of hot, gravy-thick stew topped with plump dumplings and packed with cubes. .. but don't be frightened, and above all, don't put him down because he's an animal. I promise you, Beth darling, you haven't been fucked until Lancy slips that wonderful cock of his up into your steaming cunt! Just relax... relax... and look what Vickie's got for you... !"The frightened young blonde intended to say more! To struggle! To do whatever was necessary! Instead, she moaned aloud as her lissome neighbor's naked loveliness moved around her head, squirmed down beneath her kneeling. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;A bundle of sex toys he had flung on his back,And he looked like a peddler with a really big pack!His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!His ass cheeks like roses, his dickhead like a cherry!His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,When he asked "Flashy can you give me a. Her mouth moves, but no words spring forth and she shakes her head.Ms. Savile walks up to the young woman and says, “Come on now Miss Diangelo. You always knew it would be me or you. I won, and not only is my prize a seat next to him, but you as well. This will just be a taste of what you will endure for the remainder of your life.”Again Karen shakes her head, but the gesture is completely ignored by the older woman. Ms. Savile leans forward, sticking out her tongue and gives Karen’s nipple a.