The Graske touched Donna's legs, desperately trying to grab her balloons, which seemed so close, yet so far away. Donna bent lower to allow him to cling onto them, his hands delving into the soft, lusciousness that were - her pompoms.
Donna grabbed the Graske's horns and began to rub them slowly. The Graske moaned in pleasure. He like it. Donna unzipped her top and allowed the Graske to play more. But this time, the Graske was so hornily shocked by the size of her U-boats, he fainted.
Donna smiled and bent over...
