...i could yes iam not putting this on ''''ok cool here the tool get that left tire out''i tried and tried but coudnt get the tire out''dont pretend b...y, go over there and wait like a girl , iam here to do the man you dont have to pretend''''iam not a girl i just cant do this its jammed hard''''then if you want e to do it you know what to do?''''really? you wont do it if i dont wait wearing this?''''you are right, im only helping girls who need my help''i was looking at him not joking at allhe. Looking back she wondered as to how he managed to go without sex, he’d always been like a bear with a sore head when she had her periods, normally it was blowjobs or hand jobs just to tide him over, but now he seemed to have calmed down, she didn’t know how he managed it with all these girls getting fucked everyday. Knowing as to how potent he was she did think of trying him out, just stop taking her pill for a couple of months, then he could ride her whenever the fancy took him, she enjoyed. She was about my height, 5’11”, but probably outweighed me by 30 pounds. She had strong features and full lips, with dark hair and eyes. Her complexion was delicious – coffee with just a little bit of cream. She wasn’t exactly beautiful; but she was a handsome woman, an amazon who would make your head turn if you glimpsed her on the street.I’m describing her as she was a couple of decades ago, when the events described here took place. I have a feeling that her appearance hasn’t changed. "My lovely wife with her arse in the air and her face in another woman's quim." There was much whooping and hollering at that answer. Hermione pulled her shirt over her head to cover her face, which exposed her red lace bra to everyone. "Woohoo, two for the price of one," shouted Lee Jordan. A spontaneous bra-judging contest broke out at that point. Ginny won with a magical number. It had clown faces over each boob that opened their mouths to expose her nipples when they got hard. "Yeah,.