Face fucked bitch
Here I was, at the parking lot of a Holiday Inn, about to enter roomwhere my ex-boyfriend was waiting for me.
Her master Robert drew her to him, kissed her blood-red mouth, then pushed her away so he could assess her appearance:
After what seemed like a long time, he whispered, "God, I've missed you so much.
His left arm slid around my side, his hand moving up to cup my right breast.
As a result, his chuckle vibrated through me.
Inside, chaos didn't even begin to describe the scene.
Even then, you floored me with your acceptance of my entire being.
The distant sound of the exhaust fan from above the stove.
Back at his place with full bellies, we sat on the couch and watched a classic Christmas movie on TV.
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"What are you saying?" Jolie asked, tears evident in her voice.
It was all very cool, but overwhelming.
He wasted no time flipping me onto my stomach, still holding my arms above my head.
And the continual pressure on my wrists only added to the arousing sensations.
I turned slightly so I could see her, somehow restraining from shaking my head.