The problem is that she never remembers the lyrics, so she hums and mumbles and makes things up as she goes along." ... Are you strong enough to be my...man?... Lie ... with me.... Eat pie ... with me.... But don't leave..."Not quite the way Sheryl Crow wrote it. I pulled the covers aside and got to my feet. I don't want to sound like a whiner. Today was Cindy's birthday, and she was entitled to sing all she wanted.The door to the bathroom was open just a crack, and tendrils of steam were. It's a pair of fuck me pumps and crotch less pantyhose with a short little black leather skirt, a red open front push-up bra, black slave collar and a chain leash, completewith Velcro cuff restraints on her wrists and ankles. She likes to play the blindfolded helpless little sex slave and can be a very bad girl when she wants too.Around 8:30 Toy came out looking so slutty with her hair in a little grab me handle on top of her head and sexy make-up.I got hard just looking at her, and knowing. “I love you,” Nathan said.“I love you, too. And so does Devon. I’ll have a nice dinner ready when you get home this evening.”After she disconnected, Marian went about the task of getting lunch. She wished Nathan wasn’t so insecure, but at the same time she was soothing her own doubts about having the strange man living in her attic.It was so easy to trust him.One Eye on MainGee skipped down the front steps of the Panza house after an early lunch, intent on exploring his new ‘hometown.’ Within a. Lekin kya karu sab ka sochna hai na lekin main ye nahi chati ki main koi badi umar ka adami merei kuwari seel thode main chahti hoo ki app meri kuwari bur ka swad chake aur fir kya pata us bude main ab jawani bachi bhi ho ab oh puri tarah se khul kar baat kar rahi thi bus main to us ko paglo kiTarah chumne laga kari 15 se 20 mintes tak main ne uske hoto ka rash paan kiya maine bola gudiya aaj teri suhag raat hai fir hum log thidi duri par jo ek stor room tha wanha par chale gaye aur fir uske.