" In what?" In style, silly." Who decided that?" The designers, of course."Designer, a person appointed to determine what is "in" and what is "out." D...signers are experts in taste, the "they" we hear so much about. They determine what clothes I should wear, and they reserve the right to change their mind depending on what they had for lunch. In the mall, some women are so fashionable that it's hard to tell the dummies from the mannequins. It makes me long for the return of the fig leaf.Even if. The dark room with the tinge of blue from his window illuminating them just enough. His heavy breath on her ear, his fingers clutching her hips as she rode him. She could still feel her nails clawing into his shoulders, her teeth sinking into the fleshy part of his neck. It was hard to regret a night of hot and heavy sex with a guy who was charming enough to get Katie in the sack within an 8 hour period. Coffee, she thought. Get some coffee! Take your mind off of him. Last night is a night. Get that big cock out and put it in me. Send me off to sleep well fucked… no foreplay… just do it. He looked at me and I felt his hands move up onto my chest and begin playing with my tits as he was kissing my neck. I reached down and pulled my thong to the side and said Get it in me. Peter reached down and lined his cock head up, dragging it over the lips of my pussy and hitting my clit. He slid it in the entrance to my hot tunnel and slowly pushed inch by wonderful inch into me. He had to. MATH BOY: Why can’t people get that?SUNFLOWER: Yeah! I’m like, YOU approached ME because you thought I was hot, you’re WITH me because you’re someone I thought it MIGHT be cool to try more than “I make you my fucktoy, get what I want from you, and never even think of you again” for a change. If my best friend thinks I’m hot, why shouldn’t I be flattered?SUNFLOWER: Hell, he’s hot, too, but I don’t do anything about it! I mean, he’s got a dick, I’ve seen it! Doesn’t mean I’m all over it! And he’s.