

one way or anotheryou would only let a girl grab at your cock if you considered her an intellectual well except on your birthday, anything went. it was like a horny celebration you would climb through their windows and shed your mud covered boots; rip off their clothes, strangle them with your shoelaces, and give them new garbage bag dresses you'd go back home every night and have a liquor revolution i'd dig my fingernails into my hips while i slouched up against the wall, watching you.one way or another


I had a surprise"Henry, I'm home!". My wife was just getting home from work. It was 6 in the evening and I could hear her heels striking the hardwood floor inside the front porch as she slipped off her shoes and then hung her overcoat over the rail-end before coming upstairs to see me. She whistled the tune of some French chanson as she swayed herself to the second floor.I had a surprise
"Oh! Good evening honey! Why don't you just, just stay down in the living room for awhile? I've got a little surprise for you darling!" I shouted back. Of course I had no surprise prepared for Liza, nor would she believe I had since this was a far too frequent occurrence in our
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