He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes.Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crust... old man and was considered a positive role model for millions.Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, and three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 350 for about 20 minutes.If this made you smile, please rise to the. By evening you could feel the charge between us, looks and glances like static electricity.We put the kids to bed and set up camp in the front room, quilt and pillows, wine, candles, massage oil, lube, wipes and towel.I went to shower and when I came back just in my towel she had everything set up, she’d lit the candles, put on a movie and got dressed (or should I say undressed)She is 5’6” with long strawberry blonde her and a tiny waist, she was wearing sheer black stockings, a black corset. She met me in the town and drove me to her cozy home which I had come very comfortable being in, during the first few hours that Friday evening we caught up with each other, I had informed her how much my father and I have drifted apart and how much I resented him for leaving her, she reassured me that things aren’t as bad as they seem we are still able to see each other and that was more than enough comfort for her. We later poked fun at each other; huddled close on the couch, she shared a. She stared for a few seconds and said "we cant do this".But after all this build up i didnt want to take no for an answer, so i slowly started rubbing her pussy again, her will soon dissolved and she kissed me hard on the lips.I could feel my cock rubbing against the lips of her soaking cleft.She reached down and with a firm hand grabbed my cock and pulled it into the tight opening.She was so wet but for some reason it wasnt easy penetrating her because she was so tight, i kept pushing slowly.