The people I pass are headed home, headed in, but I’m headed out with half a tank of gas and a pocketful of useless observations. At stoplights, wai...ing for the signal to go like stressed out greyhounds, we look over at each other and the difference is almost tangible. It hangs between us like an invisible divider and I have my boot over the gas pedal, my leg straining in the air, waiting to let off the brake with my other foot and jam that fucker through the floor. Sometimes it feels like I am. Nous mangions tranquillement et comme a notre habitude après le repas la sieste au soleil venais terminer le banquet de retrouvaille, mon frere n’avais pas perdu l’habitude, une fois le repas terminer il filla dans sa chambre pour y faire je ne sais pas quoi , mon père allonger sur un transat dormais paisiblement au soleil et ma mère le rejoignais systématiquement, j’avais de la chance c’était mes moment ou je pouvais avoir de nombreuses photos car pour bronzer elle se mettais simplement en. Could you possibly give me a little more? Every night I start of remembering holding the big cock in my hands and feeling it starting to grow bigger and bigger and end up dreaming about what it would feel like in my mouth. If you can't afford any more, don't worry I will try and find something at Wal-Mart or Target.I did notice that all of the ladies in the pictures that you sent were wearing high heeled shoes ; you are going to love the ones I bought for you what a nice gift.I'll try and send. I slid off her body and down the bed to position myself between her wide open legs, I looked at her hairy gaping cunt, stretched from our fucking, my thick white semen trickling out of the open coral pink slit, and I smelled for the first time the musky scent of a well- fucked woman. A little hesitantly I extended my tongue, and touched her exposed clitoris with the tip, she jumped, then grabbing my head she pulled it into her crotch, and before I knew what had happened I had a mouthful of her.