I could c** twice while he was doing that
Fat native bittch with a poorly done sun tattoo on her neck in the hick town of athabasca Alberta
Tattoospotter
Steve’s little brother John stopped in on his way home from college. For the holiday. We went out dinner. Then returned home I remember smoking some W E E D. This morning I woke up N A K E D between them. And my cream pie bowl was overflowing. And my hand w r a p p e d around John’s cream pie nozzle.
