3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.5. How the Hell are you suppo...ed to fold a fitted sheet?6. Was learning cursive really necessary?7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind-of tired.10. Bad. This wasn't really my thing but I would give her what she wanted after all I was now her Daddy.Looking at her little naked body spred out on the bed made me quite hard I rammed my cock all at once down her throat listeningto her gag. I started pumping her throat hard and then took my belt and and gave her little cunt a hard slap she screamed into my cock now I was starting to grt into this. I began whipping her little cunt with a furry I had never known. Pumping her throat and beating her cunt. ” Her face was awfully close. Like if he turned his head her way he might find he was making out with her.“Well I don’t drink a lot,” he explained. He’d had a Coors Lite with the meal already.“Muslims don’t drink,” said Mo. He’d said so at the restaurant and again here.“Some Muslims do,” argued Mia, “and I’m not saying drink a lot. Just have a lager like everyone else.”“Okay I guess so, thanks.” Paul went with the flow, as usual. It wasn’t worth arguing about, and he was in a club, for the. I raise up enough to pull the halter over my head, but I let the top part of the dress continue to cover me. I wait on you to take the lead on undressing me. You know exactly what I want. You reach over and lower my dress to meet with the bottom part that has been raised up to my waist. Your moan sounds almost painful as you gaze at my black bra barely able to contain my full breasts. The same shamrock that appeared on my panties is also at the top of the low-cut bra. My undergarments are so.