If I had to write a song about youSurreal Dream, is what I would call itOur relationship was too good to be trueI cherished it, bit by bitUntil the da... it was torn apartBy silly misunderstandings and complicationsEven today our breakup is a hazy memoryDid it really happen or was it just a hallucinationEverything about you and our loveLike a deja vu on repeat mode, it seemsWhich is why I dedicate this poem to youMy ex-girlfriend, my surreal dreamI miss you .The most beautiful thing anyone has. I just kept shooting and shooting. I was actually cumming in my grandmother again and the thought of it seemed to make me shoot more. By the time my cock had finished my balls felt so sore. My grandmother collapsed on the bed. I hesitated but then lay down next to her. She covered her face again obviously really embarrassed. I moved in really close to her and pulled her hands from her face. She looked at me with this embarrassed gaze and I couldn't help myself. I leaned in and kissed her deep.. .I didn't answer so then she threatened to call someone so I opened the door she seen me her eyes wide open asking me what I'm doing here calling me a nerd loser but she started laughing looking down at my crotch...she grinned asked me to remove my jeans so she could see my small pathetic dick as I did......she gasped in awww she said oh my god that's huge she grabbed it and started stroking it then she got down on her knees and started sucking my big cock she asked me to to slap her with it so. It was similar in color to my very first wig, but featured more red and went halfway down my back. Next stop was the mall and we found a store that sold evening and glitzy dresses and shoes. Peggy bought a bright green strapless silk dress and I bought a deep red sequin dress that had spaghetti straps over the shoulders and went down to about three inches above my knee and a slit on the left side that went up nearly to my waist. It was so exciting trying dresses on in the dressing room and not.