The car was no longer rusty and old looking. Frank had shined it up and restored it. The Mustang, much like its owner, had been through a lot over the...years, but with some tender loving care it had became whole again. Frank delivered the car and the keys to Angel a week early because he couldn't stand to wait any longer. The car had been one of the only things Angel had ever owned in her life, and she loved Frank for restoring it for her."God I would kill for a cigarette about now," Angel said. Her back arched as her hips pumped furiously trying to take more of His arm into her. She cried out, “Cummmmmmmming, Master, cumming for You.” He began to rub her clit and her spasms came harder and faster. He rolled the tiny point of engorged flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Her body began to writhe, her head whipped from side to side and she screamed in agonizing pleasure.“Don’t stop cumming, slut. Don’t you dare stop.” Her cunt juices squirted out. "* My wife has been missing a week now. The police said to prepare for the worst. So, I had to go down to Goodwill to get all of her clothes back.Compliments of LarryOne hot summer day, Bruce came to town with his dog, tied it under the shade of a tree, and headed into the pub for a cold one.Some 20 minutes later, a cop entered the bar and asked, "Who owns the dog tied under that tree outside... ?"Bruce called out, "It's mine, mate." Your dog seems to be in heat," the cop said.Bruce replied,. Er fand es nur komisch das der Verkäufer vorhin nichts gemerkt hat. Warum leiß der Verkäufer das Zeug drinnen? Oder wollte er das sowieso loswerden den "Krempel" oder gar "Müll"? Na für die einen sind es Müll für andere wieder kostbare Schätze. Egal. Dann waren da noch 2 alte Puppen, anderer Sachen wie ein Kartenspiel, ein Holzbecher, eine kleine Affenstatue ebenfalls aus Holz, sowie eine kleine Schachte. Aber als er es genauer betrachtete bemerkte er das es gar keine Schachtel war. Das "Ding".