Milk cartons and large zip-lock baggies discretely tossed out the window are the norm with the hopes that Johnny-Law doesn't see, and cite you for lit...ering.Doogan was the only witness to Alex's degradation of himself, the other two boys were engrossed in burning off drug induced energy. Doogan wouldn't comprehend the basics of water-sports, it was simply beyond his scope of understanding. Giving blow-jobs and accepting cock up his arse was common male-play in his naïve, manipulated mind. But. " It's that big sausage you tote around all the time. It's between your legs. Nice and meaty on the outside, nice and creamy that comes out of that tiny little slit you have."Chris chuckled. "Is that all you think about on the floor?" Some of my esteemed colleagues on both sides of the aisle bring up some pretty stupid measures. When I sit there buffing my nails listening to such shit, I daydream of us being in the sack together doing these things. Besides, we better get our fucks in while. The size of the group numbered about forty and she saw a couple of the younger men holding the mounts a bit distant as the men drained their tension into the waiting vessel filling her to over-flowing with their juicy offerings. They all seemed to be skillful in their coupling and soon the end of the line arrived at the lady's back door.Allie saw that the last disreputable ruffian to mount the gleaming hips was without a doubt the one with the most impressive masculine equipment. She had no. [Pause]ALLISON: Well if you was a gentleman, you might ask me to sit down, I think. [Thick Cockney accent]aroslav: Please have a seat, Miss...ALLISON: Doolittle. Miss Eliza Doolittle.aroslav: Ah. In rehearsal are we?ALLISON: First show of the season. We open "My Fair Lady" next weekend. Reciting lines helps me relax. Sometimes I get a little frantic and start talking a mile a minute. Then you can't get a word in edgewise. There was once that I went for an interview and the guy only asked me one.