How does it make the cum?, what is it made of? how is the baby made? it goes in where? i dont think it would ever fit? did you really like it? and abo...t what seemed a thousand more questions…pretty soon, I was hard again. all these questions, from a sexy little child, half naked, sitting up in a bed with me, her hand in my chest, playing absent mindedly while I laid back now, propped up by pillows… see I said, hes already starting to wake up again, lifting up the covers…so she could see…her. Did I mention that I really had a knack for numbers? As the game progressed, three freshman girls continued to drink and ended up hammered. If the sophomore boys were thirsty, they would miss on their turn. On the other hand, we'd just drink, not miss, and have to do the truth or dare. I think Katherine was trying to show off, because when Jessica missed and chose truth, Katherine asked, "What was the best sex you ever had? The other questions she asked when it was her turn to ask, included:. “No but my cousin he can fix it, he’ s got a garage not far from here”. “Are you sure he can fix it”, I asked. “Sure!” , he said to me. “Follow me and I show you where his garage is”. I got into my car as it drove terrible now and followed their truck down the road a couple of miles until we came to a run down garage with several cars in repair, old tires, car parts laying around. I didn’t see a name on the building or signs about as I went in with the one who spoke english meeting the man. It's alright." No Andy, I insist. With you fidgeting with your hair we'll barely getanything done. We are not proceeding further till you let me do yourhair."The "argument" continued for a few minutes and Emily finally had Andrewseated at her vanity, his back to the mirror."At least let me see," he said."No way!" replied Emily."Fine."Andrew sat quietly as he felt Emily brushing his hair. He felt relaxedas Emily brushed his hair. Stroke by stroke, it seemed like they weregrowing closer together..