..But I was wrong. That horse cockhead was very, very thick…Laura rubbed it up and down her swollen slit a few more times and then pushed back again...t Grey’s cockhead.I then watched in amazement as the thick cap and about six more inches of that magnificent piece disappeared into Laura’s vagina. .The nice bitch screamed out with all the air of her lungs; but she managed to go ahead. She put one hand against Grey’s back leg, to keep him from ramming his full twenty inches up in her sweet hole.I. . before we got back to our talks of a forthnightLisa Love has my mind playing that old soul song over and over: "I've got Georgia on my mind"Lisa Love lives in a country where wine was invented and still has hundreds of different g****sLisa Love lives in a country where the first Lady was a countrywoman of me, slender smart SandraI often have an old soul song on my mind by Ray Charles "Georgia on my mind", read lots about itI often wonder about the same question,why can't she get back at me. Maybethe only bar in town that isn't dimly lit. Well, we're here. Butdo we have to stay? Can't we go home now that you've seen mehere?" Honey, no! And you still haven't answered my question! Aren'tyou pleased to be you at this moment? Don't you love it?" 'Love it' is a bit strong, babe. Yes, I guess I'm glad that noone's staring at me. That I don't look like a freak, or feel likeone, I've been worried about that. All right, yes, I'm bothpleased and proud that I ... I look as good as. I look and smell like a rubbish tip. I feel like a rubbish tip. My girlfriend has just run off with her gym instructor. I’ve been out of work for three months now. My savings are nearly depleted. I won’t be able to live here much longer because of that. I think I have wrecked this suit I borrowed from my best buddy. There’s a terrible storm raging outside. The local substation I think has been hit by lightning. That scared the shits out of me. I spent half of yesterday in a world full of.