His plans for an introspective walk dissipated as friends came over to greet him.While Ed talked to one of the newer neighbors, Dan pulled up in his c...r and greeted everyone. Hoping to have a chance to talk with Ed alone, he asked, “Going down to Shirley’s?”“Yes.”“Mind if I join you?” asked Dan afraid that by asking his question he was effectively forcing himself upon Ed.Thinking about it, Ed realized that he could discuss his thoughts with Dan. Dan would be an impartial audience, at least,. “Beg me to fuck you…” “no…take it out” she whispered, Blake pushed in completely, hissing in pleasure, he leaned down and kissed his hot sister and grabbed her tits and ran his finger over her nipples, rolling them.“Ahhhh…okay…fuck me!”“more effort…”“PLEASE FUCK MY BRAINS OUT BLAKE!” she screamed, Blake grinned and started thrusting in and out of her pussy, going out slow and thrusting in with speed and strength. He was playing with her nipples, and loved as her legs were wrapped around him.. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, “Get out -- we don’t serve your type.”A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.A synonym strolls into a tavern.At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a. But the girl I got chatting to on this site, whose name was 'Cutie500' but I later found out was called Susan... Well she was filthy. Not only was she immediately talking about how much she wanted a hard cock in her mouth, but she was telling me what she liked to happen straight after....We met up in a local hotel; neutral ground. We both promised each other that there was no obligation, and that if there were any reservations we could go home with no hard feelings. But I think we both knew.