..or not!). Here's a picture of me and Blondie. > Do we make a nice couple? Hey, don't get me wrong! We > both still love men very much!!!! ... > > Wanna meet us there? Bring a friend, too! > But..................we'll be expensive! Ha Ha, just > kidding (.......OR NOT)! > > Gabbygirl-BadCop- > FROM: [email protected] > TO: [email protected] > > Yeah, my main man and I will be there! > It's a date! --BadCopThe following day, BadCop and Trooper had. "Well?" he finally said handing me the glass and settling back in his chair, "Aren't you going to ask me 'Where are the mirrors?' or something to that effect?" The stupendous inanity of it helped me to regain my feet. Men can be so naive, I thought to myself, as he lifted his slim glass of whatever it was. He really thinks I must be impressed. Let's face it I was, but if he thought some such visual wizardry - however miraculous - had any relevance to our argument... "Impressive," I said,. As we got to the thicker part of my cock, her asshole resisted. She was really feeling stretched, It felt like a baseball bat was driving up her ass as I continued to push and pull back and push again, each time gaining a millimeter at a time."OOOOOWWW, IT'S TO BIG, STOP! DON'T STICK IT INTO MY ASS!", she wailed. I pushed harder and Shelly's anus gave up to the assualt and opened to the head of my cock."AAAAAAAAAHHH, OWWWWWWW, IT'S TEARING ME UP!, TAKE IT OUT!, STOP! DON'T PUSH IT IN!", she. With each bump in the road her legs would twist a bit and her tits would move independently under her spaghetti strap top. I tried not to look at her but my raging erection continued thinking for me.She shifted in her seat and her right hand moved onto her bare thigh just below the hemline of her skirt. I watched that hand move ever so slightly as it looked like she was trying to scratch her leg. But then it seemed to change to her fingers caressing her thigh as her hand slipped down between.