A reward for your wonderful gymnastics moves earlier this evening." Oh c'mon, it was just a little practice-" That you were wonderful doing." -and you...already gave me flowers. Roses at that! Where'd you get that kind of cash?" I worked an extra chores for dad. I intended to buy you a necklace as well, but my funds ran dry. Hence the back seat, front door exuberance." My point is, I hardly deserved the flowers, much less a good tongue lashing." I will be the judge of you deserve, my dearest. “Kyle, I do hope that you realise what you are doing in leaving this place so suddenly. Where are you going to live now that you say that you have left home? And where can we contact you? Kyle, I have to tell you that in my view you are making a very bad decision, and I would urge you to reflect before you do something which you may regret for the rest of your life. You cannot just go off into the blue and leave your parents in the dark as to your future and whereabouts as seems to be your. He moaned out because it was warm from being heated by the sun but also because he knew what was about to happen. Amber used two of her perfectly manicured fingers to work some of the oil into his hole and Chance was whimpering like a baby, begging to get fucked.Amber took the oil and poured half the bottle on her fuck stick. She gripped it firmly and aimed the head up with Chance's tight hole. He gripped the sides of the chair firmly, waiting and ready for the fuck of his life. It took some. The little, old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, “Well, she’s there.”Are You a Pilot?An old Marine Pilot sat down at the Starbucks, still wearing his old USMC flight jacket and ordered a cup of coffee.As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the pilot and asked, Are you a real pilot?He replied, ‘Well, I’ve spent my whole life flying planes, first Stearmans, then the early Grummans ... flew a Wildcat and Corsair in WWII, and later in the Korean.