Why am I so lucky? Why don't you pester FLiboy or Istantinopole with your unsolicited edits?Tuesday 23:21 Sweetheart, they are talentless hacks who wi...l be writing fanfic and bad porn until they roll over dead. You've got real potential, and are worth the time to culture.Tuesday 23:22 Culture? Am I a bacterium, then? Yeast?Tuesday 23:47 No, doll. You're a pearl.She'd been incensed then, and hadn't typed a response. His constant use of diminutive endearments for her grated. He hadn't earned the. I didn’t even recognize Jisu when I first saw her in the bookstore. She was in the wrong place, wearing the wrong clothing. I always went there on the first Saturday of every month. The bookstore would have its front tables cleared off for a small arts and crafts market to take place. I had noticed a good looking feminine figure in the corner, wearing black pants and a plain white, long sleeve shirt, and I made a mental note to edge my way closer to her when I finished chatting with the. "Wouldn't you love to know, honey?" Pamela asked coyly as she looked Stan directly in the eyes. "Would you like to know what your naughty wife has been filling her time with today?" Pam, what's this game you're playing?" Stan asked. "What did you do?" Stan, I sucked and fucked Judge Redding today," Pamela said quietly, waiting to see her husband's response to her lusty experience. "You'd have been proud of me, baby, and I think if you'd been there to watch, it would have made you very jealous. I spread my legs and begged her to fuck me with it. "Fuck me Cindy, please fuck me with your hot dick!" For hours we fucked each other with her rubber dick, eat each others pussies, and sucked on each others nipples. Granted my sex life experiences were limited but I had never been more satisfied in my life. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other. I felt happy and fulfilled and I think I was falling in love with her. By early light, we were.