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My eyes take in all the sights… the giant bed… the colors… the decorations… the lighting… and the incredible Miss Stone as she begins to sway to the music. JayC and I are sitting in the bath, and our full attention is on her. Miss Stone washes the chair with big sponge, and then the sponge moves from the chair to her body. “Ohhhhh,” I think, “how I want to be that sponge right now.”
The sponge makes it's way across her ample breasts and taunt tummy. Miss Stone moves the soapy sponge around each cheek of her tush, then it dives between her legs. “Just 30 seconds,” I think, “is probably all it will take.”
She looks back at JayC and I, licking her lips. JayC says something to me, but all my attention is on her and that sponge. Miss Stone climbs into the tub with us, and again showing remarkable restraint, I resist the urge to man handle her. I'm sitting on the edge of the tub now, as Miss Stone begins to clean the icing I missed with that sponge.
“Oh my God.” I think. “I know where that sponge has been.” She presses against me and her breasts press into my face. I'm in her cleavage, and I can't help it. I try to resist the urge… but for me, it's impossible and I motorboat “BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH” between her breasts. Miss Stone begins to laugh and I reach around and grab her ass, taking a cheek in each hand and squeezing them. The giggle turns into a moan as I pull her cheeks apart. Miss Stone pulls my head back and kisses me fully on the lips. Our mouths open and our tongues dart and dance as they explore.
A twinge of disappointment goes through me as Miss Stone breaks our kiss and moves to JayC, giving him the same treatment with the sponge. Her butt is facing me and I can see the treasure between her thighs. “Should I… or shouldn't I?” Is the question that goes through my mind. My hands move as if they have a will of their own and I caress and fondle that sweet tushie. Fingers move in to the prize and I touch Miss Stone's pussy. It's wet… and hot… and she obviously excited.
“What the heck.” I think and dive in for a lick. One lick turns into two… then three as I press my mouth around her sweet lips and push my tongue inside her. Miss Stone moans and giggles.
“Boys, I'm trying to work.” she says.
“I don't care.” I say and dive back in as her and JayC kiss.
Miss Stone kneels in the tub and takes our erections in her hands. She begins to stroke me, firmly… deliberately… “You boys ready for the Stone treatment?” She asks.
“Is it going to hurt?” I ask as my hand begins to wander and finds Miss Stone's hip, then slides around to fondle a butt cheek.
“Noooo”, Miss Stone replies with a giggle, “it's not going to hurt.”
“Good.” I say and my hand moves down between her legs and I help myself to a feel. Sliding my finger along her wetness. “Then go aheand and treat us.”
Okay Sexi…. one more for the big finish
Thank you Sexilicious for sharing that maid's outfit with usIf you haven't seen the dwarfs lately, I found them. They were in some sort of parade. I didn't get to talk with them, but I did get to talk to Snow White and Dopey. Dopey didn't say much… he never does… but Snow White was quite talkative.
I sidled up next to Snow White as we were walking and I said to her. “Your dwarfs have another job in another far off land.”
“Really?” Snow White replied.
“Yes.” I said, “but they're well taken care of and they pretty much can do what they want.”
“Oh,” Snow White said, “well, that's good.”
After a bit more conversation, with some kids butting in, I asked Snow White. “Do you know that those dwarfs can be pretty naughty at times.”
A knowing smile came to her lips and Snow White said. “Oh, I know.” And she gave me a wink, and said. “I bet you get naughty, too. Don't you.”
I chuckled a little, then I asked Snow White if she would marry me.
My daughter piped in with a “DAD!”
So I said. “Well, wouldn't you like to have Snow White living in our home? We already know she's nice and she will make sure we all wash our hands before dinner.”
Snow White laughed and said, “That is for certain.”
Then Snow White was called away for some more photo ops with other people.
Welcome Faxar
I'm American and my Spanish is really lousy, so don't worry about the language thing. Just enjoy and post your thoughts here. Following the advice to read around the forum is sound and recommended. But please post.
Hi Angelina
Welcome to AChat and welcome to the forum… you know everyone's going to be lining up to give out the birthday spanks… 19 of them.
heheh
Enjoy
Welcome Pryia…
Have fun and enjoy! Oh… and don't be afraid to post here in the forum…sharing your thoughts here is a good thing
Welsome Trey…
It's a crazy world here… but oh so fun.
My advice on getting folks to chat with you is to be patient and treat others the way you would like to be treated.
I think of it like fishing…. you cast your line out there (pun intended) and see if you get a nibble. Some days you do… most days you don't. Another tip is to post here in the forum. Get involved and make friends here and also in the game.
But be aware… according to the laws of AChat (they're mystical laws) this is what happens:
Why? …Dunno…That's it Sexi… a little lower
…and no… we don't want to miss a thingOhhh… Sexi… that's it… start peeling.
But…. peel it slowI'm going away for a few days…. so here's your chance to re-arrange the Forum. I'm going to go ride “It's A Small World” and “Mr. Toad's Wild Ride” and think about JemStar. Heheh.
I met Miss Stone the other day and we managed to squeeze in my Secret Easter Foot Massage. I had a lovely time getting to handle Miss Stone's pretty feet. Massaging all the pressure points and even the back of her calf to massage and stretch the hamstring.
I told her about the Cheyenne method of foot rubs that I learned many years ago. It's been a long time since I've given one, and I enjoyed reminiscing about them. We discussed various things about AChat, other places and life in general. Not to brag, but I showed remarkable self restraint and only clicked on the appropriate buttons. I don't think she need to swat my hands once!
It was a little odd though…
I had the feeling that we weren't alone.It felt like somebody was watching us,
and I couldn't help to wonder if Jayc had sent someone to spy.Well… it was probably just my imagination,
as Miss Stone never said a thing about it.I want to thank Miss Stone for a very enjoyable date. I always enjoy chatting with her, she's so gentle and kind and makes me appreciate the loveliness about her. Thank you Miss Stone.
Covems
Come on… no need to be shy
Say… yer not gonna swat me with that, are ya?Here's a question I've pondered for many, many years. I've asked numerous people, from engineers to kids, and haven't gotten any satisfactory answers.
Where do Tires go?I'm not talking about the tires you take off your car and throw away… we all know what happens to those.
I'm asking about the tread of the tire. The tread eventually wears down and you have bald tires. Where does that go? It can't be dust, because you would see tire dust along side the roads… and by now, a century later, there would be piles of the stuff.
It can't be integrated into the road surface, otherwise our roads would get thicker instead of thinner.
So…“Covems in GaGaland” that has a certain ring to it. Too bad I can't chnge the topic title, or that would definitely go up.
I can , if you wanted :
Yes… please… do me… I mean do it… change it. And….
Thank you!
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