.."What ... You're coming empty handed?"Wise Italian GrandfatherAn old Italian man in Brooklyn is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside, "Guido,...I wan' you lissina me. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated... 38 revolver, so you will always remember me." But grandpa, I really don't like guns ... How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?" You lissina me, boy! Somma day you gonna be runna DA business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of. She continued down, slowly following her hands with her eyes, as she floated her fingertips down the front of her body. She reached her belly button, “Belly buttons are such a useless and ugly waste of skin”, Rachel muttered as she traced the circular opening that is her “innie”. Her teenage belly had always bothered her. She rubbed both of her hands across the full length of her slightly overweight belly and thought of those extra 20 pounds she felt like she was carrying around. Rachel. I had to hurry to keep up. He was really rushing me." We went to a van that was parked in the shade and he pulled me around to the other side. The side door was open and there were a dozen guys and a couple of girls just lounging around, waiting for the entertainment. Kevin told me to hand him my clothes and get in the van. It was one of those custom vans. But it was an old one. It was kind of ratty looking. With fifteen people standing around watching, I took my blouse and my skirt off and. She smiled. It felt great not feeling like she was always doing something wrong. This cock was throbbing thick and strong now, so she was definitely doing something right. A hand pushed her head back from the plumber's crotch and she looked up inquisitively at him as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "That's great," he said, "You're a big help." "Glad I could help!" she smiled back at him, feeling a tinge of self-consciousness at her word choice. "Say, you look really pretty.