Leta’s fingers, moving in a come hither motion, were being rhythmically sucked by the hungry cunt they were playing with. “Cum for me, my preciou... flower. Spray me with your hot honey,” Leta crooned. A deep pulling feeling, originating deep inside her pussy, blossomed. Lily’s back arched sharply, as every muscle in her body contracted at the same time. A low, keening wail exited her mouth, and for the first time in her life, a gush of pearly fluid squirted out of her spasming hole. Leta. .. ?Human life itself may be almost pure chaos, but the work of the artist—the only thing he's good for—is to take these handfuls of confusion and disparate things, things that seem to be irreconcilable, and put them together in a frame to give them some kind of shape and meaning. Even if it's only his view of a meaning. That's what he's for—to give his view of life.? Katherine Anne Porter. Tiffany smiled, ?Vivian was certainly an artist, and this is her view of the perfect life!? She. We had fun, sitting in the backyard. We drank some wine and played some croquet. The food and company were fine. Both Laura and I drank a little too much-we were both tipsy. As the sunset, we adjourned to the living room. After a little conversation, Lacey fired up the VCR and popped in the latest episode of "Sex in the City." Both Laura and I had never seen the show before. It was hysterical. The sex was hot. The combination of the show and wine was making Laura and I both feel horny.After the. She will change dresses in front of me. After ten years old she starts to maintain some distance. Though she is very polite because she dont have childrens. So she always cares. At that time my father sent me hostel for my studies. So that i went to hastel to my nearest city . Then when ever i got holiday i use to come to home. While i am staying at hostel from my friends i come to know about sex and how the parts of the women be there. So all the pics of my chitti will ran in my mind.then one.