.typed diligently on his computer. He was a year younger and in his senior year at college, and had a paper due in the morning. She'd already proof re...d it, three times even, but the man was dead set on making this art history paper as much of a masterpiece as the painters he wrote about."Obi sweetie" she moaned, "don't you want to come lie down and paint me with that big meaty brush of yours?" "I wish I could babe, but I have to save all my paint for the Mona Lisa." This wasn't some badly. WhyAren't we issuing condomsTo women butch enoughTo fuck military men?I just watched Rambo againAnd I know how it must end,A rifle in hand, a grenadeHidden in her sex, a commandTo scatter balls and brains.His dog tags will tell us,If there's not DNA enoughLeft in his remains,Which bitch he wasAnd which outfit'sPatch he wore.ACROSS HIS GIRLY BEDHe looks sexy,Shirtless in bed,With his hairy legsExposed, a teddy bearHeld against his breastsAnd dolls on either sideOf his feminine hips,Wet and. . You're not?!" Donna gasped."No, of course not," he said cooly. "I came to tell you how silly you're acting. We could really have a great time together, Mom. We wouldn't have to be horny all summer. I'd just like to help you get over your hangups about it, that's all... so you can relax and let me give you the cock you're obviously so hungry for."Donna's mouth fell open. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her oldest son seemed to see nothing wrong with fucking his own mother. In fact. Puis la belle se lève se déshabille avec jubilation en regardant bien l'effet sur son partenaire. On voit qu'elle aime provoquer ces regards masculin, que cela la rend heureuse d'être l'objet de luxure de ces Messieurs, cela réconforte son narcississme et un ravissement teinté d'ivresse l'envahie. Mettre en scène sa nudité, faire le show la grise et l'aspire vers son destin, sa fantasmagorie, ses abus d'effets propre à créer une atmosphère surnaturelle débordant de plairsirs érotiques et.