MOTORCYCLISTS like something hot between their legs.MOVIE STARS do it on film.MUSICIANS do it with rhythm.NONSMOKERS do it without huffing and puffing...NURSES call the shots.OCEANOGRAPHERS do it down under.OPERATORS do it person-to-person.OPTOMETRISTS do it face-to-face.PAINTERS do it with longer strokes.PARAMEDICS PHOTOGRAPHERS do it with a flash.PHYSICISTS do it with uniform harmonic motion.PILOTS keep it up longer.PLUMBERS do it under the sink.POLICEMEN like big busts.POLITICIANS do it for 4. What’s wrong?” Bob sat down on the bed next to her.“Nothing!” Bob kept cajoling her until Liz finally admitted, “I’m fat!”Bob rolled his eyes at that. Liz hadn’t been too self-conscious about her pregnancy, but it was coming more often the further she got. He tossed the wet towel aside and slid up behind her. “Does this feel like I think you’re fat?” he asked, sliding his erection against her rear.“You’re just horny. That doesn’t count!”“Good Lord!” he muttered. He slid a hand up her hip and. As he did so he was unaware of the camera clicks as Jean and Melanie took pictures of his submission to black cock. Soon John had his first taste of another man's cock, a black man's cock at that; it was no way near as bad as he had supposed and he soon got into the swing of sucking it albeit to a chorus of what a cock sucking wimp! A faggot for black cocks!So Wayne began to control John's mouth and thrusts his cock into John's throat; then his big black hands gripped the back of John's head. . Amy: No more hangovers from too many Bloody Mary's"Nice ad lib, Amy!" Kevin said.Michael: No more movies or TV... Amy: No more 'Modern Family' or 'Glee'... Michael: Hey, I'll miss Glee — Santana was Hot... "Slap him for that, Amy," Kevin said.She did, as she went on:Amy: No more reruns of ... anything... Michael: No more Teflon-coated stainless steel razor blades... "Stop!" Kevin said. "You need a different kind of pacing, or this just sounds like a list of things you're going to miss. Go.