He laid her on the table so white clean and bare. His forehead wet with beads of sweat... he rubbed her here and there. He touched her neck and felt her breast, then drooling felt her thigh. The slit was good. All was set. He gave a joyous cry. The hole was wide... he looked inside... all was dark and murky. He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms... and then stuffed the Christmas turkey.
Lol. Now exactly what were you thinking? biggrin
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