" Sweetheart, don't disparage your legs and tits. You are a complete winner." Thank you," she responded again as she began to shake the martini, makin... her breasts jiggle."Using that shaker will probably also improve your tips."Donna looked down and giggled. "Yeah, you might be right."Motion caught his eye, and David turned to see Diana entering the bar. She was again wearing a skirt with a jacket, but today's dress was quite tight and split halfway up her thighs. Her smile was bright enough to. “Well, if she’s not going to enter into the spirit of things…” Megan, looked round, making sure the coast was clear and lifted her skirt as Molly’s first dribbles began to leak from her urethra. At the same time, Megan put a couple of fingers under her little pink hood and stretched her pussy upwards, aiming her pee valve towards the side of the car. Molly sighed with relief as her piss began to flow and made a loud dribbling sound as it hit the car seat. Megan giggled as she sprayed the car. After reading a lot of different accounts of the Liberation of Paris, I have reached a conclusion that the entire affair was more political rather than military in nature.General De Gaulle was probably the most insubordinate son of a bitch in history with the way that he ignored his orders from General Eisenhower and decided all on his own to divert the Free French forces straight into the heart of Paris and confront the Germans despite their preparations to destroy the city if attacked. In. A ladies’ man and smooth as butter. ‘When’s yer next rodeo, Lance? Ain’t it in Casper?’ ‘Yeah … this weekend. There’s a sweet prize purse that’s got my name written all over it.’ Wes downed his iced tea and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. ‘Ya need help gettin’ yer cuttin’ horse down there, or you doin’ calf ropin’ this time?’ Lance’s eyes followed Lacey as she rose and started picking up trash, bending over in her jeans to pick up the remnants the other men had left behind. His eyes ran.