A lot of guys think this is the dream job. I never in my life want to become like him and, somehow, holding the lights for his base efforts made me feel…made me feel stupid. Black porn It didn’t matter. My shrink being my old friend, Brian. It was at moments like this I wished I was at home in my chair, drink in hand, watching reruns of The Munsters. Just the thought of me struggling, that was what did it for her. It didn’t matter. I could see it in the gleam in her eyes, feel it in the pressure on my mouth as she pulled me in closer and squeezed her legs. (PM me for questions, this is part of a much larger work) Read 11883 times |
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