“Dude, you just fucked up Keaton’s game. That girl was so hot, I’d let her take a wet shit on my back!” “That’s pretty hot, d...de,” Killer replied with a drunken chuckle. “Speaking of taking a shit,” Camel said, “I really gotta go.” I glanced back toward the restroom area of the bar and noticed a lengthy line of patrons who were waiting to use the bathroom facilities. “Good luck with that one,” I stated to Camel. “Maybe if you get in line right now you. My first sight of her, in that small cute pink dress, perfect cup sized boobs, and a round ass sticking out, curly open hair and slippers. Her alluring body was just waiting to get nailed. I did not want to so my eagerness, so I broke some conversation about our college, checked in what she was cooking and asked her for the TV remote on my to the hall. She was damn delighted and excited to see me there.I don’t know, out of all the girls I have slept with, how many will rate me above 7 on a. He was clawing at Adam, then pounding him with fists. Adam shifted his stance slightly, centered himself more steadily.Adam was braced on his four paws, starting to shake his head back and forth. I blinked, forcing myself to think. Adam could either bite through Arlington’s head or break his neck.I gasped out, “Stay, Adam.”No reaction.What the fuck was the French command? My mind was reeling — should I pull the knife out? Would that send blood spurting? I settled for pulling my pistol out and. No... " her voice weak and uncertain."Yes you do, I can feel your nipples, your heartbeat. I'll bet your pussy is getting wet." I reached down with my right hand, and she tried to fend me off, but it was obviously a half-hearted attempt. My hand stole between her legs, and I felt them part slightly. Her pussy lips were puffy and her hole was soaking wet."Unnnnnnngh," she murmured, and her head twisted from side to side."Tell me you want it, Ann. Tell me you want me to fuck you." I was really.