What other random shit can I tell you? Growing up I was skinny as a weed. People thought I was a boy. Now they sure know I have a pussy. Okay what els...? Oh, I’m stubborn. I love to surprise the shit out of people. Frozen yogurt with sprinkles of red gummy bears makes me happy. Oh and don’t forget, I’m a sleepyhead who has frequent mood swings. Bipolar? Nah more like multipolar. Anything else? Let me think. Well I’m a really good actress. My mom can attest to that. I can play two people. She again came back into senses and with small eyes kissed me passionately again and thanked me for making her feel so special and wanted in last few hours. She never felt that she was so beautiful and special because her husband never had any oral sex with her. He just had sex and never made love to her like I did it today and slept.She started stroking my cock and said ” ki ab meri baari isse shaant karney ki and main woh sab pyaar jo aaj tak bachcha hua hai mere andar usko is par qurbaan. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked him between breaths. "I didn't say you could touch did I? All I'm going to do is give you some relief so just lay back and enjoy."She guided his hand back to the bed and went back to what she was doing. He resolved himself to accepting her rules and decided not to do anything to make her stop now. Suddenly she squeezed his cock hard and started stroking it faster. She was bouncing around in the chair and making sounds deep in her throat that sounded. "My sister wants me to thank you for the tickets," she said, still looking in the mirror. "Her husband has been trying to get tickets for that show for 6 months. By the way, that was quite a clever plan you had, it's a pity you had to spoil it by letting us see you last week. We've been watching you ever since, wondering when you'd try something." She started to walk over to the bed, and almost as an afterthought, grabbed my dick as she passed and pulled me to the bed by it. As she sat on the.