Beard, tattoos from the backs of his hands all the way up under his shirt sleeves, that haircut all guys with beards have these days. He palms a water...melon and puts it in his cart. My eyes began to water as I try not to laugh, thinking about how much I’d like him to palm my melons. I grab a bunch of bananas, large bananas, and move on. I have been craving ice cream for days. I stood with the freezer door propped open against my shoulder, debating between vanilla and chocolate coconut milk. He then climbed over me and on his side near the edge of the bed and gently posed me willingly in a comfortable spoon position. I guess that I half expected someone to say something, but no one had to say a word. Carol waited until we were comfortable then turned around with her legs behind her facing Paul's body while he was standing facing the bed And leaned forward to give Paul some oral before she mounted him. I wondered if she was warmed up enough down stairs to take Paul inside her. " Siren?" I remembered the legends of female creatures whose songs drove sailors mad, causing them to crash their ships into the rocks trying to reach them."Huh...we doing BDSM now?" Demie said as she strode in from the hallway and closed the door behind her. She looked at Kate. "Did you do that?"Kate sat down on the couch. "I have no idea how; I just reacted." Laura" continued to scream. Even through the gag it was starting to give me a headache. Demie knelt down and locked eyes with her.. Spiderman saw the light on in the bathroom. As he approached he saw Mary Jane laying over the toilet. Her belly had begun to swell with the symbiote seed. Dammit the stupid bitch! Spiderman thought. He knew it was too late Mary Jane would give birth to the symbiote child. Spiderman picked up Mary Jane and carried her to the master bed. She struggled lightly. Please no Peter I dont feel well. She said. Fuck you bitch you should have gotten rid of the symbiote while we had the chance. Peter.