Zumindest haben wir nicht mehr gefickt. Also wird Thorsten wieder total rammdöselig sein und nur noch an Sex denken können. Geschieht ihm recht. Sol... er sich heute Abend halt endschuldigen... Jetzt liege ich zumindest auf seiner Seite, deswegen habe ich den Wecker auch nicht direkt getroffen... Man hat der es gut - der hat heute und morgen frei und ich muss heute und Freitag noch arbeiten...Ich stehe auf und schleiche mich ins Bad. Dort klappe ich die Klobrille runter, Thorsten werde ich. Take my cousin Sharon for example. She’s around thirty, very dark-skinned, and has been in Canada all of her life. In this country where you can basically go to college for free and where the government sends you a check to help you in your time of need. If I grew up in Canada instead of America, I would be so much further along in my life and my career right now. I’d be a top notch lawyer or something. Yet Sharon has squandered all of the gifts this country has given her. She’s got three. Tanya noticed a larger barn/stable in the distance and said that they wouldn't keep the mares with the stallions so she suggested we have a look straight over their! As we approached I noticed their brewing phantom! Not a bad sign at all as this must be a breeding farm! Stallions must be around somewhere. As I looked around I saw another stable door which was closed. I walked over and opened the slide lock and opened the top door to take a look inside. I saw a huge horse inside! This had to be. The first night there, after being fucked all over the cabin, daddy told me to meet him down by the little lake.I walked down to the little lake in my short micro-mini dress, tight highs, 6″ heels, and no thong, like the sex whore I am. Daddy had given me a Long Island ice tea. So I was a big drunk.Daddy also made me smoke pot, since its legal in Washington. So I was a bit high.As I slowly walked down to daddy, I saw him sitting on the only chair overlooking the lake. There was a small, little.