Ok, so it makes her nipples dance... Out in the Lauraverse there are rules about who can marry, how, where, what is said, by who, invitations, cake, d...esses ... Laura stuff. I did what I always did, counted myself lucky to be loved by the Whizz and said yes, to all of it. Laura smiled, kissed me whilst using a fingertip on my clit, didn’t stop until I orgasmed. Left smiling. At some point I’m sure I’ll find out when and where we are getting married. However, Spirit had finally ‘dropped out’, so. "I- I won't, sir." You won't what?" W-wake you?" Simon didn't have time to flinch at the smack that rocked his body. Strands of hair sent identical jolts of pain as they parted with his scalp, and he couldn't keep the tears from leaking free."Sir," said the man. "Or master. By God, when will you get the lesson into that thick head of yours?" Another shake to emphasize the point.The boy didn't reply, holding the air in. He knew anything he said would be twisted against him. His breath threatened. Seeing as how her peers were still unsatisfied, she soon unclasped her bra, presenting herself with a face that said "There, are you happy?!" Thank you," Justin said, the fact that he had won looming in his voice. He chuckled to himself as he put the car in reverse and backed out of the parking spot, driving onto the main road. Whitney easily maneuvered him through the city, heading north, towards a suburb district. The group laughed and joked as they went on, when finally Whitney told Justin. About a week later, God decides to check and see how the cat is doing. The cat is sound asleep on his new pillow. God gently wakes him and asks, “How are you doing? Are you happy here?”The cat yawns and stretches and says, “Oh, I’ve never been happier in my life. And those Meals on Wheels you’ve been sending over are the best!”The secret to a long life... A cowboy told his grandson the secret to a long life. He said. “You gotta sprinkle a little gunpowder on your oatmeal, see. If you do, you’ll.