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Date: 10/31/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: LVDIRTY702, Rating: 79, Source: xHamster

his body. There was a thin curl of dark hair around its base, but barely any scrotum un- derneath it. Eddie thought about his own organs; he was built bigger than Pugsley, he smiled to himself. And he had a nice pair of balls hanging under his cock. All he lacked was the curl of hair. Wednesday stepped up to Pugsley and sat down on the floor in front of him. She gripped Pugsley's erection with her hand, and began to pump it slowly. Uncle Fester, in his dark corner, slowed his own strok- ing to match the speed of hers. Pugsley closed his eyes, and tilted his head back. &#034I can do it myself,&#034 he told Eddie. &#034But it feels so much better when she does it to me.&#034 Wednesday picked up her pace a little, her hand moving back and forth on Pugsley's penis, until Pugsley took a deep breath and held it. Wednesday leaned forward, placing her lips just on the tip end of his cock, stroking once more as Pugsley came. He grunted, and Wednesday caught his sperm in her little mouth. After he had stopped sperting, Pugsley backed away from her, breathless, until his back was against the whip- ping post. He sank to the floor, leaning against the post. &#034Oh so good,&#034 he finally breathed. Wednesday scrambled to her feet and stepped over to a small cauldron, and spat into it. She turned to Eddie. &#034Are you ready?&#034 Eddie blinked, blankly. Something inside him turned, and he felt a little itchy... a familiar feeling... &#034Oh, no!&#034 he thought, &#034Not now!&#034 ... Wednesday stepped up to him, and placed her hand on the bulge in his pants. &#034I think you're ready,&#034 she almost-smiled. She pulled gently on the waistband of his pants. &#034Take 'em off,&#034 she whispered. &#034I'll make it feel good.&#034 Eddie hesitated. &#034I've got to go to the bathroom,&#034 he said. A frown crossed Wednesday's face. &#034Now?&#034 Eddie nodded, nervously. She pointed at the stairs. &#034Up the stairs -- both sets -- and to the right.&#034 Eddie ran toward the steps. Wednesday gazed after him, a strange look in her eyes. &#034Nnngh!&#034 Fester grunted quietly, as a glob of greenish-white goo gushed out of his organ, landing on the wall ahead of him. It glowed in the darkness of his hiding-place. It joined several other splashes of older stuff on the wall. He reached up and closed the little door silently. He turned on his stool and leaned against the side wall, catching his breath. &#034Should be time enough to recover before the other one comes back,&#034 he muttered to himself. Gomez stood beside his wife's peacock chair. He heard footsteps running up the stone stairs, then the bath- room door slammed shut. &#034What do you think of our little guest?&#034 he asked, quietly. Morticia's eyebrow raised slightly. &#034My first impres- sion is that he's quite a mensch.&#034 &#034Mensch!&#034 Gomez gasped. &#034Tish, that's French!&#034 He grabbed at her hand. Morticia pulled it away from his lips. &#034Yiddish, dear. Or German.&#034 &#034Close ...