Bill is a Carpenter. I bought some pictures last summer that Jerry never got around to putting up so I asked Bill if he would come over and put them u.... He said he would be over when he got time. That was Bill everything had to be done on his schedule. Late one afternoon Bill announced that he was coming over to put up the pictures. He came over and we discussed where they would look best. Of course he disagreed with me on where they would look best. He said he was an expert on this and would. Cock size 6.5” and real massive one :P that’s what 3 professional girls said, you’re wife would be in deep trouble, I’m a bit different in sex, I like foreplay, games, exposing, public sex and somehow mild forms of BDSM. I love to do it new every time doing always crazy shit and that really satisfies me the most, and my partners loved it so far:Above all I like teasing a lot a lot and I’m literally crazy about it, the story starts and revolves mostly on teasing. Her name Sana, age 21, sexy. Totally ripping me apart. I had no idea you could analyze a sentence in so many ways."... and I simply don't understand how you even get up in the morning knowing what a waste of time you are when you write your stories. I cant even 'try' to get into the fantasy with all these pitiful mistakes. Since when do girls touch their 'punts'? Honey, its spelled Cunt not Punt! Maybe if you didn't type with one hand buried in said cunt you could focus that sad excuse for a brain. Its painfully clear your. He said this would be an easy gig---just kick back and let the dudes mouth do all the work. He fires up a joint and takes a hit, then passing it over, I suck up about half the dope in one long pull. Mark just looks at me and comments 'damm homie'. I just grin and reach inside my uniform pants to pull out my cup, leaving my dick and balls bunched up inside my sweaty jock. We arrive at a dark warehouse on the South side. One of those spooky looking places late at night. Opening a sliding door.