"I'm getting a bad feeling about this whole op," I said. Shooter knew what I meant."Hey, Spotter, I'm really sorry that I didn't just do her yesterday... like I was supposed to," Cupid told me.I was surprised, Shooter doesn't apologize very often. The last time was when he shot Samson, not his assigned target, Delilah. Instead of Delilah being desperately in love with Samson, Samson was desperately in love with her. But she never changed, never loved Samson, and was still a money-hungry bitch,. " I beging angrily she glances at Sammy before looking at mein surprise, "Sorry but that guys always been a loser." I..I...kno...but I love him s..so much!" she cries and I hug hertightly."Don't worry Cam, it's going to be fine," I say as I rock back andforth."Here take this card," I say as I pull a brand new credit card from myslim little wallet, "get food, pay bills, anything and everything justmake sure you and Sammy are ok." Don't worry about the limit, I doubt you could max it even if. David se recrimino el mismo criticando el hecho de ser pollo con las bebidas alcohólicas, bastantes risas y amenidad en la reunión, eso me agrado más ya que en ocasiones los chicos son diferentes en la noche o al amanecer, es como si tuvieran un sentimiento de culpa que hace que se comportaran diferente, pero creo que eso ya cambiado en las generaciones más actuales.Como estábamos con una ligera resaca se nos ocurrió una cervecitas frías y ya pensar en el almuerzo, me consultaron si tenía algún. “Oh baby, I’ve been dying for your big cock. I want you to fuck me so hard.” I said as he began to drive his prick in harder and faster. “I’m gonna fill that cunt up with cum baby and get you a cute little preggo belly.” He joked before his massive pole spewed a huge load deep inside of me. Who knew who would be my baby’s daddy, when I did get pregnant, since it seemed that I had been fucking everyone whom I had met. It made me so hot to think like that and I kept sliding on my husband’s tool.