؟فقالت لي شبك احكي فقلت لها لاأريد بخجل وهنا وقفت أمي كان جسمها باكمله على مرآى ناظ...�يواشرت بيدها على كسها وقالت لي شوو شبك قصدك كسي...؟مو...صح حبيبي...فهزيتراسي بخجل فضحكت امي ولاتزال واقفة وممسكة بشفرات كسها الكبار المرخيين وقالت لي شو يلي عجبك فيه لكسي...فقلت لها بخجل شفراتهالكبار والواسعين...وقالت امي جد قلت لها اي جد ماما فردت علي امي بسؤال مفاجئ...؟هل تودان تلامس كسي وتلامس اشفاره الكبيرة...فقلت لها لا؟....فقالت امي ليش حبيبي مو انا امك...ماني غريبة وأطمن مارح أزعل بالعكس أنا عم وعيك؟؟هون. On the contrary, the dairies of Europe use America as a dumping ground for their inferior and unacceptable cheeses, the swill any self-respecting Belgian or Frenchman would feed to the pigs." She swallowed, then emitted a small, ladylike belch. "With few exceptions, what is marketed as high quality Brie here is bitter and spotted with brown mold. I needed to look far and wide to find even this middling quality cheese."It tasted fine to me, delicate and creamy in fact. I couldn't imagine it. He asked me to bite him. i was not a vampire but still, i had a sensation tingling in me. i bit him gently. he said harder grabbing my crotch. i bit him more and squeezed his ass. he moaned in pain. he said it gave him pleasure. he turned on me and was looking at me with hunger. he started smooching my lips, digging his nails into me. i did not want to be somebody's feast so i held pushed him with one arm gently holding his stomach. he stared and said, i like being a vampire but do not suck. The man was dressed as a driver. He took a seat and settled in. The woman went up to Helen and received a clipboard with some paperwork. I had a sense of deja vu, to my time in Personnel the day before. While the woman filled out her documents, I checked her out. She was a looker. She seemed very casual, even though she was dressed to stop traffic. Her dark hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. She wore tight black pants, tucked into calf-length black boots. The sleeveless top was dark.