"The weather? What has that got to do with the question of your ID., Mohammed?....Unless you're on cloud 9! You slow-witted lefty hack!"
I am heavy. "Did you miss my mouth?" "Oh yeah Kimmie, I missed it bad. Then it begins to vibrate.
She could see him giving the blonde office manager a hungry look as the top heavy slut bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small group of men approach, giving them a good look at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large bubble butt; however if Gayle was buck naked and on fire she doubted they would notice.
" I got off the couch and moved behind Mrs. You look back and look into her eyes. He held the white hot branding iron against my flesh until he was sure I would be scared forever. "Oh God, Mr Saunders," I cried. I was terrified but I didn't want to dye or get sold to someone even worse.
It was such a thrill to run my fingers over Casey's smooth skin. She said, "cause I ain't never sure if it's the last time I'll see you".