“I love the taste of your sweet little pussy, Samantha,” Chad said, staring into his daughter’s eyes.“Is it really sweet, daddy?” Julie aske.... “Does it taste yummy? I bet you like my bald, little pussy, don’t you daddy?”“Oh yes, your smooth, sweet, pussy. So much sweet-smelling fucking pussy juice.” He maintained eye contact with Samantha as he spoke. Her fingers were working faster. Her free hand groped her breasts. Chad reached up squeezed Julie’s tits. “And your breasts are perfect.”“Uhhhh,”. "Ow! Okay, I definitely like the helmet. Yipe!" she squealed, and quickly rolled out of the way as the monster's tail struck the ground where she'd just been. She scrambled to her feet and retreated several yards. "Close up isn't such a good idea. How can I hit it from further away?" Follow your instincts, Jennifer," Sugarshine encouraged."Sure. Um, how about… Fighting Spirit Fiery Burst!" she shouted, holding the pom-poms close to her and then thrusting them forward together. A huge fireball. We were pretty much pulling out of the parking lot of the last club we went to for the night when I seen two white women walking to their car, I told my co-worker to pass by them so I can talk to them. As we approached I rolled down my window and greeted them. Both women were good looking and the first one to respond back was named Jessica, she was a nice and thick Pawg and eager to talk it seemed. We had small talk just basic stuff and I asked Jessica for her number, she replied "Let me have. I lied, stole, and did things that would make even you blush for all the wrong reasons,” Mom admitted. I never knew that about her. She’d always made it sound like my grandfather kept her in line at all times.“When my dad brought the hammer down on me like he did Mom, it wasn’t something I agreed with or wanted. He didn’t let me squat in a cage-like you to sleep either. He tied a leather cord to my neck so that I couldn’t fall and made me stand all night in a cage on permanent display for my.