She had a small heart shaped mouth, lovely cheekbones and fine nose and chin
. She was wearing a sundress and sandals (I was in my standard issue biker boots, t-shirt and jeans) she said hello and I must have grunted something because she stopped in front of me and said:
“You don’t like me, do you?”
I guess my jealousy for the Douche-Nozzle’s feminine bounty was obvious
“What makes you say that?” I asked
“You look at me with disgust”
“I’m sorry you got that impression, it’s mostly disdain for the limited self-esteem you must possess that would allow you to be seen with that pompous dandy”
(Note: I’m not going to lie, I had been thinking about why I didn’t like her for a long time. I guess that’s how these things go
. .
My first tune was slow and I'd decided on a simple sensual dance to begin the night - saving the big moves for later on when the nerves had gone
She had a small heart shaped mouth, lovely cheekbones and fine nose and chin
. She was wearing a sundress and sandals (I was in my standard issue biker boots, t-shirt and jeans) she said hello and I must have grunted something because she stopped in front of me and said:
“You don’t like me, do you?”
I guess my jealousy for the Douche-Nozzle’s feminine bounty was obvious
“What makes you say that?” I asked
“You look at me with disgust”
“I’m sorry you got that impression, it’s mostly disdain for the limited self-esteem you must possess that would allow you to be seen with that pompous dandy”
(Note: I’m not going to lie, I had been thinking about why I didn’t like her for a long time. I guess that’s how these things go
. .
My first tune was slow and I'd decided on a simple sensual dance to begin the night - saving the big moves for later on when the nerves had gone
She had a small heart shaped mouth, lovely cheekbones and fine nose and chin
. She was wearing a sundress and sandals (I was in my standard issue biker boots, t-shirt and jeans) she said hello and I must have grunted something because she stopped in front of me and said:
“You don’t like me, do you?”
I guess my jealousy for the Douche-Nozzle’s feminine bounty was obvious
“What makes you say that?” I asked
“You look at me with disgust”
“I’m sorry you got that impression, it’s mostly disdain for the limited self-esteem you must possess that would allow you to be seen with that pompous dandy”
(Note: I’m not going to lie, I had been thinking about why I didn’t like her for a long time. I guess that’s how these things go
. .
My first tune was slow and I'd decided on a simple sensual dance to begin the night - saving the big moves for later on when the nerves had gone
Voloptuous Party Babe Gets Her A-hole Fucked Deep