How I fuck Venus The Goddess of love and how when I woke up the baby was next to me with a note. “Ok let me get this right, a girl came out your lap...op, you fuck her and she was a Goddess, and somehow you had a baby with her.”Terrell said with a serious minded look.“Yes, yes, and yes.” This was more simpler then I thought it was going to be. Was what I thought.“What in the hell was you smoking last night man.”(It was too good to be true)“Dude you can see for yourself. Thats the only way I can. Na even gekeken te hebben zeg ik zeg tegen Maurice: “Ik heb het koud”, waarop hij reageert: “Ik wil je wel opwarmen.” Ik begon te giechelen en te blozen, maar zei verder niets. Ik heb niet een hele goede band met Maurice, maar ik vind het wel een knappe jongen.Na een tijdje het vuurwerk bekeken te hebben gaan we weer zitten op de bank. Maurice legt zijn hand op mijn been en zegt: “zal ik je nu opwarmen?” Ik zeg: “Jij mag mij wel opwarmen hoor”, waarna hij zijn arm om mij heen slaat en dichter. For the vast majority of us out there it is safer at this point to back off -- discretion being the better part of valour -- for what follows is stomach-churning beaver shots (a whole beaver seems to have been used) that are accentuated by the backdrop of maggoty-white thighs which have received enough hail damage to flatten a field of corn.And as more of this eye candy is unpacked, pendulous, flaccid, sacs, released from the imprisoning strait-jacket of a bra, make an erection-destroying. I knew that this was my profession, but none of the rituals and sorcery that should have gone with it remained, I was like unto the rawest apprentice all over again..." "My exploring fingers found the state of my prison to be..." A1: Voluminously Filled With Silk And Dried Herbs.A2: Tattered, Torn, And Mouldering, With A Cloying Reak Of Mildew And DecayA3: Made Of Well Sanded Pine Covered With Cotton Held On With Staples.A4: Decorated Along It's Sides With What My Probing Fingers Revealed To My.