Mmmmm and the feeling intensified when i smoked that weed. I placed my one foot on the couch resting it close to Jacobs thigh. He passed me the joint ...again, and i smoked some more. He was staring a lot at my hosed foot. “Karen ?” “Yes ?” i took an extra puff from the joint. “You got the prettiest pantyhose feet i have ever seen” His words took me by surprise, and i started coughing a lot. “Oh Karen are you ok ? I didn't mean to startle you like that” I got my breath again and passed the joint. In the morning, he took a distant shot, and the arrow hit the doe in her belly, but not deep enough. The herd scattered, and he pursued the doe. It was afternoon before he found her, panting and unable to rise.He slit her throat with his knife. Then he gutted her, ate her liver, and staggered off carrying her in the direction he thought would lead him home. Sick and burdened, he made poor time. Towards evening, well before he expected to get home, he found people. They were strangers, though.. I told her if she kept it up I was going to stick her fucking head in the toilet and keep on fucking her. I think talking dirty to my baby sister is what gets her off because as soon as I said that her whole body can't stop and it felt like she was trying to rip off my cock with her pussy. I got a fistful of her long hair and pulled. She cried out in pain. I took my daughter's panties and I wrapped them around her throat and started to strangle my sister with my daughter's dirty undies. She. “Starting with this,” Desi jumped in. She opened a bag and pulled out a T-shirt.“Wow! When did we do that?” I shouted. People in the cafeteria turned to look at us and Desi quickly pushed the shirt under the table.“Shh! Not yet!” she hissed. “We took the photo the weekend John was with us in Kentucky, remember?” It was a posed photo of Cindy, Desi, Brittany, Sophie, and me in our costumes from the video we’d shot. It was a great photo and just came to life on the black T-shirt. Beneath it in.