Interestingly enough, he managed to find love within a green smurfette from the Colony, even took her home with him. Her name was Rachael, she's this ...verweight green smurfette whose waist is twice the diameter of a regular smurf. She wears a camouflagedsmurf hat and a pair of green overalls, she has blonde hair, though she keeps it short and uncombed. On occasion, she smells, bad.Since she is taken, nosmurf ogled her, and Chernov was stern of that. He even sealed the deal on their love by. My bride-to-be was helping her as well and Mom was a good student. I was just along for the ride but it was a fun ride.When we flew home to Portland, I was really happy with how easily our two sets of parents had accepted us as a married couple. They would attend the ceremony, of course, and since we had a three bedroom condo, we could put both sets up at our place for the week. Thank goodness we had two-and-a-half bathrooms.We set our wedding for June 11th and although it was over a half year. .“Do you even know what you did to me? You jackhammered away at my pussy for four whole hours, like that’s an actual achievement, and you never saw me again. You didn’t notice the blood on your cock, or didn’t you care? Do all your girls come away bleeding? Do they all need reconstructive surgery? Do they all want revenge? They gave me a kevlar pussy, mine was so ruined. But you can’t hurt me anymore – that’s why you’re the victim – I can do twelve hours, easy, especially when I only have to. "Oh well", I thought. I sure couldn't complain.Beth leaned out through the doorway. "Will you take a bath with me?" How could I turn down such a request?"The tub in the main bathroom is bigger", I told her. She just smiled and said that we could make it work. I didn't bother to argue the point. I heard her turn on the water as I carried the bundle of bedding down to the laundry room. When I returned, Beth was just getting in. She had managed to pull her hair back in a pigtail once again. It was.