(From drinking little bottles of... ?) (Did the govt. pay for this research??)Some lions mate over 50 times a day. (In my next life I STILL want to be...a pig ... quality over quantity)Butterflies taste with their feet. (Ah, geez)An ostrich’s eye is bigger than it’s brain. (I know some people like that.)Starfish don’t have brains. (I know some people like that too.)Kotex was first manufactured as bandages, during W.W.I.About a third of all Americans flush the toilet while they’re still sitting on. I feel your muscles knot as my soft kisses tickle you.I see the pocket in which you navel is hidden. Stab my tongue down into it. Find the bottom. Stab again and the soft flesh yields, then grows tired of the game. There is so much more of your loveliness to explore.The downy hill tickles my nose. The aroma of you drifts up, intoxicatingly, already tinged with the heavier sent of your growing lust. You know. Almost certain of what lays ahead. I fool you. Instead I kiss your hip. Draw my tongue. He sat down and firmly but gently laid me over his knee and told me we must start with a spanking and proper examination of my fuck hole before moving onto sex. i obediently lifted my skirt and dropped the nix ready and watched myself in the mirror get soundly spanked then fingered - which he seemed to be very good at and i was soon in the mood for sex. Surprisingly he then took my hand and led me into the marital bedroom and started kissing me deeply and passionately. He told me i turned. I was a little reluctant at first, because I could see a mix of his cum, and my shit and blood on his cock, but the combination, along with my lingering intoxication seemed quite appealing at the time.Luckily for me, Cleveland didn’t cum so fast this time. Brian, though, got a little excited by the show taking place in front of him. Cleveland had one hand clamped on my left tit, and the other hand buried in my hair. While brian was attempting to mount me, I realized that there was no chance of.