She was wearing a short skirt, garters below the skirt and knee high boots. She just stared at me and with out saying a word she bumped me again. I fe...t something different something firm and it moved it was very intriguing. I kept looking at her and without saying a word I couldn't move, I wanted to say something and I couldn't. She slowly put her arm around my waist and she slowly rub her crotch on my leg. I was frozen standing there looking at this gorgeous women twerking on me. I could feel. |||||========>Reviewed by HOSER on 1/27/2023meteors SUCK!!!|||||========>Reviewed by Yikes! on 1/23/2023I guess we're at war now. Suddenly your title seems very prophetic.|||||========>Reviewed by The Cheese Danish Girl on 1/21/2023I don't get it. This is a story? A monkey could write this! And your"historic" pieces just seem like an excuse for old movie cliches. Theonly work of yours I really liked was THE CHICKEN OR THE EGG- where thattime traveller accidentally winds up both mothering and. There were friends in danger, that much was clear as fresh water ice. I had no idea who these white skinned small men were in those stupid looking robes, but if there were two there might have been more!On my knees I crawled towards that door. If someone was behind it. They were warned something had gone wrong.I pressed myself as much as possible against the wall and gave the door a push at the bottom three bright beams perforated the door at the same moment. If I had still been standing at. Bhai ki ek adat hai jab wo drnk karke aate to khana nai khate the aur hum sabke liye choclate jarur late the, achanak door bell baji main samajh gaya bhai aa gaye hain, maine jaldi se rajai odh li aur sone ka natak karne laga,papa ne gate khola aur bole aaj p k aaya hai tu ? To bhai kch na bole aur sedhe kamre me aye unke sath mere b the, mere mama 42 saal k hai, aur ekdum kaale hain, kafi heavy hain, unke paint se hi unke lund ka size pata lagta hai k kam se ka ur kam 8 inch lambh aur 3” mota.