Then I hand each of you a bag. I tell you it looks like a $3000 repair job, and you start to cry. desi xxx I pull out, and another guy immediately takes my place. “Hey mister, what’s with all of the booze in the trunk?” I look back and realize my cargo is safe with the exception of one bottle of scotch. “Beer, whiskey or me?” you chime in your best stewardess voice. This is one of the first stories I wrote, for a young lady I was chatting with on Flickr. Yours doesn’t have much if any damage. Hey, I got it. I come into the center of the room and stand between the two naked young girls. Right here, right now.”
Without even looking at your friend, you agree. She had no problems taking it in the ass, but that’s only because I wasn’t the first.
