SO THERE!!I have more friends I should send this to, but right now I can’t remember their names.So, please forward this to your friends; they may be...my friends, too.Lotto WinnerAt breakfast, the husband says to his wife, “What would you do if I won the Lotto?”“I’d take half and leave you,” she says.“Great,” he says.“Here’s $6. I won $12 yesterday! Stay in touch”.“Private Lessons” {Proceed at your own risk.}A husband and wife love to golf together, but neither of them are playing like they want. ‘I see. And did you match?’ Jenni wanted to know. ‘Yes, and I’ve already donated my bone marrow. They’ve taken Mia back already,’ Tyler answered. ‘You should have consulted me first, after all, I am your wife,’ Jenni said with a sigh. ‘There wasn’t time Jen, Mia is at death’s door,’ Tyler said softly, glancing over at Lily. He could see the tears in her eyes and sighed loudly. ‘You still should have called me. The bitch lets you think that she slept with someone else and you still go rushing. She looked down at the crotch of her pants. Her pussy was clearly bulging out through her pants. The seam of her pants pushing her pussy apart. She looked at me than her pussy. I reached down and with the edge of my hand I pushed it into the seam that pushed her pussy apart.Kathy pushed her hips up, gripping my arm and pushing my hand into her pussy. She bucked and kicked her hips, sawing my hand back and forth. She turned her head and bit my shoulder as she came, she came over and over. I felt. Noelle fell into a state of semi-awareness, suffering from one long, eternal orgasm. She lost track of time and dignity. She was nothing more than a meat puppet, a thing to be fucked; it was her purpose for existing. There was only the fog of heat and pleasure in her head, pushing out any thoughts to the contrary. She didn't know how long the slippery staves screwed her sopping holes; it could have been minutes, or hours, or days. The tentacles continued to make love to her, pumping and.