I have a set of 32d's. I have long black hair, and dark blue eyes. I am not the average, blonde, good girl cheerleader. I am what you would call, a ba... girl. I like to smoke and drink. I have a tattoo, and several piercings. My ears are pierced, along with my nose, my lip, and eyebrow, but I love to cheer I defiantly don't fit into the stereotype of what a cheerleader is supposed to be, and that is fine with me. I am my own person. I always have been. “It was fine dad, I'm going to go up to my. Same shit..." Different day." she giggled. "I thought you were off tonight, Marsha. Need some last second milk? Eggs? Or the usual Italian loaf?" Nope. I'm here to say, thank you." came around the counter with her, joined by eyes seen only hungry wolves and mad generals. She was wearing a t shirt featuring some band I didn't know and fairly short shorts with sandals. I don't think I'd ever seen her outside the drab Roger's uniform, blue polo and khaki pants. Her hips were exaggeratingly. Alison didn’t want to have a scene. She’d wait, she decided, and deal with Dale after Kathryn left. She opened the bedroom door, listened for a minute, then stepped out into the dark hallway. A strong arm wrapped around her from behind, pinning her arms against her, and a gloved hand clapped over her mouth.***Erik didn’t want to have to deal with the woman. As soon as they heard the toilet flush, Erik tugged Bobby’s sleeve and was about to motion that they needed to leave, go back downstairs. ”I started to lick her leg and raised her night gown up to her knee while still licking and sucking her feet. “Mom see how desperate I am, see my penis it’s irritating me more than anything that I live in house with four women and still I have no girlfriend. Mom I desperately need sex.”Tears were now falling from her chin.She said “My son I love you as a son and I know you really need a women now but I can’t be that women”I was now at her thigh and was still sucking and kneading the flesh and.