He say lines like "Hey, you wanna come over my place, I won't rape you or anything." These chicks would do it too. He told me that sometimes if they d...dn't want to come over he would use a half a tablet of rufids. So anyway Eric got these girls to come over and participate in weird sex acts. Mostly involving animals, dogs, cats, chickens, horses.He told me that one time he got Sara to pose naked while blowing his Arabian stallion named Aladdin. The picture was mind blowing; I used to imagine. What can you afford to spend on flowers, invitations, the band, the photographer, the videographer, the biographer, the venue, the menu, how much pomp and circumstance can you muster to show that on the most important day of your life, you are the queen of the world? You can tentatively choose colors, but there’s plenty of time to change your mind before it becomes official. All his attempts to find you unworthy have failed. Now he has to take the time necessary to muster his courage and make. Stuart was in absolute heaven, even more extreme than the wanking in the shower last week as the intense feeling of the vibrator up his anus and Sarah's almost teasing slowness as she stroked him caused him to swoon and cry out "Oh fucking hell yes!" as the seed in him rose to a crescendo. "Ah! I'm coming," he screamed as Sarah carried on in the same way gently rubbing concentrating on the inflamed helmet.Sarah was amazed when the sperm shot out nearly two feet in the air before dropping back. She stood, pondering the grand stature and then finally knocked. Her knock echoed through the long hall and immediately, footsteps bounded to the doors. Patiently, she waited. "Alas, who dost knockest at thy door!" "T'is Magdalena, fair sir. Afar I cometh to see thy Prince." "T'is business withal thy Prince be." "I bring tithings from my home village." "Fair Mistress, thy Prince is indisposed! Prithee withal yourself! Be not burdened with thou presence!" "Wait! Am I not a member of his.