He examined each weapon, making exaggerated grunts and sighs over every chip and sign of rust.“This is mostly garbage. I can buy them for one silver...”“That’s a bad joke. That’s less than a bronze coin per weapon. You’re selling daggers for three bronze each. Seven silver.” Judging by the prices of the display pieces, that was more than the blacksmith could sell them for, and while he would have liked to go higher, the blacksmith was low-balling him.“That’s ridiculous. My merchandise hasn’t been. Try to think like a female, not like a jock who considers anything in a skirt fair game.Am I your only female friend you haven't screwed?Love, TrishaSpit-shining my shoes was always a thoughtful way to pass the time, something I had discovered my first week at C.M.A. when I was trying to decide if I should try to make another attempt to escape. Something about bringing the shine to a mirror finish made the solution to a problem appear like it had been there all along. By the time I finished the. Lekin mujhe chance nahi mila. Aaj to main itna bada lund leke hi rahungi.Badi mummy: Beta tera to main moot pee jaungi. Meri gaand mein lund daal de.Aunty: Main pehle loongi. Vivek tera lund ka aage ka hissa bahut bada aur pink hai re. Apni dost ki mummy ko pehle chodega naa tu?Main: Haa aunty, pehle aapki hi chut maarunga.Aur main aunty ke boobs wapas zor-zor se daba ke choosne laga. Badi mummy fir mera lund choosne lagi.20 minutes ki chusayi ke baad, aunty ne unko mere upar kheench liya. Fir. At the worst I expected to loose Shannon as a customer, that would be more than offset by the satisfaction of punishing the bitch for bilking my friend out of several thousand dollars.Both Laura and Shannon are full figured, yet good looking ladies. Each is a brunette, about 5’9 and 180 pounds, likewise they are both divorced. I have never suspected Shannon of lesbianism, Laura professed to never having done so herself. Whereas Laura was willing to submit to a new sexual experience, knowing.