"I've said it once, and I'll say it again. This place is fuckin' dope."Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our storie..., or just create one of their own altogether!"I won't say it a third time, mainly because I'm sure the Readers get the idea."Of course they do. They're not as slow as you are."Glass houses, shit-dick. I will bail and leave you here alone to meander without quotations."Hey, I can still use the singular ones... Still though, fair enough."More than. Une fois rentr?, motiv? plus que jamais de faire plaisir ? Amandine et degagner ainsi d'autres ?treintes de sa dulcin?e, il se mit ? afficher sonplus beau sourire ? Solange. La vielle dame comprit tr?s vite qu'il yavait quelque chose sous cette bizarrerie, et une fois tout racont? elled?clara souscrire compl?tement ? la demande de Cl?lia. Marc, de fil enaiguille, se mit ?galement ? ?voquer toutes les demandes d'Amandineconcernant son pr?nom, ses sourcils, ses cheveux, le maquillage...Solange. The Marine insignia tattooed on his left pec completes the picture of the rugged Marine ideal. Fletcher turns his head and wraps his hand around the Sarge’s hard dick. “Sarge, I had no idea, but I want you to know that I like the idea,” utters Fletcher, as he kisses and then covers Sarge’s head with the flame of his tongue. The groans from the other men being sucked add a sensual soundtrack to the action. Fletcher eventually deep throats Sarge a few times. Fletcher returns to Dusty, that. Bob was doing all he could to keep her from jumping out of her skin.Because of my time in the sandbox, I could tell transportation was coming our way. An extended all - terrain vehicle sped towards us with its engine screaming pulled to a screeching stop in front of us. As it came into view, I could see a lieutenant was in the passenger seat and a private was in the driver's seat. After the vehicle came to a stop, the Lieutenant jumped out, stood at attention in front of me and gave a salute..