I didn't put forward my personal truth.
I slide the door open, seemingly, the only thing in this house that doesn't need a good oiling.
I slowly push myself into you, teasing you again; always just short of what you want. In and out I go, getting further and further inside of you with each stroke. Just when you think you cant take the anticipation Girlfriehds longer, I push my full length into you.
You feel a wave of pleasure ripple through your body as I thrust deep inside of you hitting the spot that has been neglected for so long. Grabbing you by the shoulders, I push myself as deep as I can get...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑
Another narcissist Rightist weighs in
Beer o clock folks.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There isn't one.
I'm the guy who has class. You're the other guy.
You mean what you CLAIM to have been your personal experiences. You mean what you CLAIM to have witnessed. You mean what you can't prove up.
that isn't what we are talking about, of course human writing is indicative of a human person writing it.
I've always had a thing for brunettes with blue eyes