"Something like that." She gave Devlin a quick hug. "Thank you so much."Devlin sighed. Had she just agreed to have sex with Danny for 11 more months? ...hat was funny in a way. Wasn't sex and love supposed to be spontaneous? That was a laugh. Her sex life was as predictable as you could get: Tuesdays at Cindy's, every other weekend at Emma's, and now Danny once or twice a week. Well, she couldn't complain about not getting any. She was getting more than the rest of the girls on her floor put. She was groaning, and he was grunting as they smacked their bodies together.'Slow down, slow down, ' she gasped at him as her immature vagina began to fully lubricate the plundering club ravishing her. "You're so big, so hard. Please, please."Billy arched up, bending his back on fully extended arms with her legs spread out above his thighs, her feet kicking his butt. He pushed her back, bent her double, grunted and sobbed and struggled up on his knees, glorying in her tightness and the steady. My legs were spread apart and the owner gave Master the rod to insert into my clit. As he placed the rod across my clit, he fingered my pussy a little. What a teaser he was! He removed his fingers from my wet juicy slick cunt and licked my goodness off his fingertips like it was a juicy lollipop! He then screwed the balls onto the rod. I lay there with a nice sensual feeling running throughout my body. I did not take notice of the two massive hard ons that were looming nearby me. Suddenly, the. Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intents and purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.A question mark walks into a bar?A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, “Get out -- we don’t.