My birthday is May 18. I'm a Taurus. I have green eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Do I really need to give my bra size?aroslav: No. Let the readers i...agine that. They wouldn't believe me anyway. Where are you from, Sandra?SANDRA: Yakima. Born and raised there.aroslav: Where is Yakima?SANDRA: About seventy-five miles east and a little north of Mount St. Helens.aroslav: That's an unusual landmark to reference.SANDRA: It's my namesake. On May 18, 1980, Mount St. Helens erupted. Mom said that I. Sure enough, I rolled my window down as I passed by and there he was - Hispanic, somewhere between 28 and 38 years old. He parked the rig, looked at me, looking at him but offered no sign of recognition. When the door opened I was pleased to see a tall and stocky man get out. He was about 6'3", buzzed hair cut, mustache and must have weighed in at 250 lbs. He was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and basketball shorts with some tennis shoes. I noticed right away that his legs were pretty furry. In the bathroom I undid one leg rope and stood her spread over the toilet. She still hadn’t spoken a word since I fucked her mouth, like she was numb. I pulled a rechargeable clipper from my pack and proceeded to trim her thick bush down to fuzz, then put the razor attachment on and shaved her bald. It was a beautiful little slit of a pussy, and I stroked it, letting my finger enter her. The penetration seemed to bring her back to life. One minute she was trembling, quiet and obedient,. “Oh please, mum!” she begged.I complied. I let her press my face down to her cunt, my tongue out and probing, finally finding her sweet pussy weeping cream for me. I licked her as dry as I could then spread her lips with my fingertips. My lips found her clit and I sucked it between them. Gaby’s upper body was bucking and rotating back and forth. I could hear her panting rapidly. So I stopped.I pulled back and looked up at her, “is mommy doing this right, baby? Does this feel good to you? .