" Are you sure? It's only a couple vowels' difference." No, I don't think I'm a bimbo... am I?" We'll check again later."She noticed his hand was on h...r knee -- presumably it had been there quite some time. But should it be there? Was it... appropriate?"You keep playing, Bambi bimbo. Look: you're only ahead by thirteen dollars. All the other girls are always much further ahead by this time. You need to try harder."Kim went back to the game, redoubling her efforts at concentrating and tuning. It was 5am and I was getting ready to go to work and decided to put the suitcase we all packed in into my wife’s SUV so right after I got done at the office, we could pick up the k**s at school and head off. Well things didn’t go as planned and the suitcase and I went down the stairs over each other. When all was said and done, I was taken to the hospital by ambulance and was advised I shattered my ankle and would need surgery. Needless to say, everyone was bummed out. I had surgery that day. . I like junk food. Not all the time, but certainly from time to time, and sitting at a picnic table with Wendy, in the spring sunshine was very pleasant. The coffee ... lets be polite ... was indifferent, but it was hot and wet. The burger and the chips were very good, actually. I met the woman with the Labrador as I was on my way to the toilet.“It’s lovely to see two young people so much in love,” she smiled.“I can no longer lay claim to being young,” I said. The Labrador sniffed at, and. She took my balls deep in the first thrust of her hips. While I had jacked off a few times {OK maybe a million times} I had never felt anything so intense. The pressure in my balls was more than I could take within a minute I was pumping what had to be a gallon of cum into her eager pussy. She just pulled me close and kissed me saying there will be so much more for you tonight. I kind of felt bad for coming so fast she could not have cared less about how fast I dumped my cum into her. While I.