Тут из сестринской, из спальни,Здоровенный, как живой,Хрен бежит из силиконаИ кача...�т головой:Ах ты, глупый, ах ты, жалкий, Неумелый рукоблудень,Стал ты мелким онанистом, Полюбуйся на себя.У тебя худые руки, У тебя жирок на брюхе,У тебя завяла шишка, Близорукость и отдышка,И отдышка, и отдышкаОт задротства у тебя.Рано утром, на рассвете, Это знают даже дети,Даже мама с папой в спальне Кувыркаются вдвоём.Ты один не кувыркался, И задротом ты остался,И неведомы задроту Ни орал и ни анал.Я - великий. It was in various shades of brown which matched the shirt I wanted. We argued in the dressing room. She couldn’t stand the thought of a person seeing my bra strap. The shirt had a built in bra like a bathing suit. It was so tight and low cut I can’t believe she let me buy it. The big issue was my mid-drift showing. That was against her rules. I was only a size seven but in her eye’s my belly was too big to be exposed. I analyzed myself in the mirror. The slight curve of my belly was. Got up and grabbed her bag. I watched as she pulled out a dildo and a leather harness. "I'm going to fuck you now", she told me. I watched her step into the harness and pull it up. There was a hole at the front which she posted the big dildo through. Then she cinched it all up with buckles at the sides. She was standing over me, this older woman. Standing over me with a big cock between her legs. She stood at the side of the bed and I looked up and watched her rubbing lots of lube up the entire. After our initial meeting, every time our paths crossed Petrie just seemed to get hotter. He also hadn’t transformed into a blabbermouth but was much less reserved than at school. His light brown eyes were arresting, and I couldn’t stop looking at his big, broad, masculine hands. What further intrigued me was that he wasn’t married, and did not appear to be in a relationship.One Friday afternoon, a month after I had commenced my new job, Petrie asked me what I was doing for dinner that evening..