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The whole time I was watching her I kept thinking about how hot she would be in person, I kept imagining her in my mind. I could have been fantasizing about her, but it would be too obvious and distracting. I was hoping that she was hot, but I didn't want to ruin her for someone else. I think I just wanted to be sure she wasn't just another woman who I thought was hot. She looked like she had a lot of the same traits as other women, which is what I liked, but I was so hard on her, I had to really get off watching her. And that is what made me want to take a closer look at the cows, and I didn't want to just play it safe, so I asked her to come out in the open, and to show me. The cows were in a paddling pool, the water was warm, and it was a nice warm sunny day in late March. I started getting really hard thinking about her and her riding, and how hot it would be to watch her. I was so turned on watching her get off on the other cow, and that made me hard. I kept thinking about how she was moaning, moaning, and getting rougher. She started moaning softly, and I started playing with her pussy, and I rubbed her clit with my finger, and I slowly rubbed her clit with my middle finger. She started moaning louder, and I kept playing with it and stroking it, and she said “I’m getting close”, so I stopped playing with her clit, and I took one finger and put it in her mouth, and put it in her wet vagina, and played with her there. She was moaning, and I kept playing with it, and I kept saying “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK”, and I was really stroking her clit and fingering her. I kept fucking her, and I kept saying “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK” and she kept saying “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK”, and I was really stroking her, and fingering her clit. I kept saying “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK”, and I kept playing with her clit, and fingering her. She said “I’m getting close’, so I put my middle finger in her pussy and put it in her mouth. She was sucking me, and sucking my middle finger in her pussy, and said “Oh my god, fuck, I’m fucking about to cum.’m about to cum.’m cum.’m. She came. I started fucking her with my middle finger, and finger, and my fingers and said “Oh my god, god, she was really close.”, and I was about to cum. I fucked. I took my pants off, and put it in her mouth and put it in her wet pussy. She was moaning, and she blew me. She was moaning. And then I started playing with her clit while I was fucking her. She said “fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.”. I was about to cum. She came. I said “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.”, and I said “Mmmfucking cum. And then I put my pants back in her mouth, and got on top of her, and rode her and slid my middle finger, and said fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK. It was a really hot moment. I put it in her mouth. And I just said fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK and told her to suck my dick and

They were just hanging out...

I just found out about this. I feel like I need to share my story cause it's really powerful and kind of funny. My mom is the reason why I am a skipper, she is one of the strongest and kindest women I know and one of the best friends I have in my life. She always helped me in every situation. And she is my best friend. One day, she stopped being the best friend and I feel like she was the reason why I am a skipper. She was taking care of me and took care of everything. But I felt like I needed to let her know something that happened to me that day. She stopped being the best friend and I felt like I needed to share it. \

It's like a video game of sorts, you know? That's what I meant when I said "wtf did I just see?" I know I've said it before, but it's like it's almost the same thing. When you see something in a video game you can't help but think it looks a lot like you, like an exaggerated likeness. Like, you really can't tell if you're playing a video game or just watching a live action show. This time I'm not playing a video game. I'm playing a game about the real life consequences of cheating. I played the game a few times, and the first game I was playing was a bit different. I was playing in a lobby, and the game was a lot faster than in the lobby. But then, I got a new game and a new lobby, so I was able to play a little faster. And when I say sped, I mean literally. It was like my body had a speed upgrade. My body was so much faster than before I upgraded. But I was able to do things that I couldn't do before, things I couldn't do before because I had a body that was optimized for them. This time, I had the body that was optimized for cheating. And I was able to do things that I couldn't do before. I was able to do things that I couldn't do before because I had a body that was optimized for cheating. This time, I had the body that was optimized for cheating. And I was able to do things that I couldn't do before because I had a body that was optimized for cheating. This time, I had the body that was optimized for cheating. And I was able to do things that I couldn't do before because I had a body that was optimized for cheating. I was able to do things that I couldn't do before because I had a body that was optimized for cheating. And then, the body that was optimized for cheating told me to stop playing. That's when I realized. I needed to get banned. I thought back, and I thought about asking for a review from a higher-ups, but I had to get the body that was optimized for cheating, I couldn't risk getting caught. I was on my way.\xa0prompto. It was all going to get messed up. So I went to bed that same time I did.

I'd love to write my mom if I had her but I think that shes too far gone. She died at 68. I hope she is able to find peace. I really enjoyed reading your stories. I want you to write something for me. Ill do it anytime. (Please dont ask to write a story, I dont have the time.)

Hotel owners don’t often get much press. That said, good for them. I was having an absolutely wonderful time and getting all the free drinks I wanted, but the one thing I regret about them is how they treated us all. We were there for literally no reason. I did have a 3 star review from the previous time they had a 3-day stay in Vegas and the people were complaining about how disgusting the food was. I hope they fix it up. I'm not into cheating, and this might be the only 3-star review I get on a hotel website, but I just can’t believe it. I feel like it's the people who pay for this experience and this trip that make me cringe. If I were to find out how they treat their staff, it would be so much worse than my experience.

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We are a nation of monsters

I would like to live in North Dakota because that's more rural. I could definitely live in South Dakota, but then that's a whole other story.

Mhm, thats a good one. \tI'll do something about my mums. \tAnd then... wait. Im gonna get you on camera with me. \tYeah. \tYou know, thats my cue. You see this new thing that Ive been telling you about? That is just my little little secret. \tAnd I think you know it. But... \tI know youre the one thats gonna be the one to do it. \tOh, god, youre not gonna be able to do this? Ill be the one to do this. Ill be the one to do it. Ill be the one to make you a star. I know youre the one. I know that this is a big deal for you. I know that this is a big deal for you. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know that this is a big deal for you. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know that this is a big deal for you. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one. \tI know youre the one. I know youre the one. I know youre the one.

It's really bad, I'm sorry. This isn't funny, this is hurtful. Please let this woman know that they're just people trying their best to help you both. (I don't know what else to do) - - - - - A week ago, I woke up at 5am to the sound of a really loud crashing on the house. I assumed it was just a car crash, since that would be noisy. But when I got closer, I saw a man sitting on my front porch, completely naked and crying. I asked him if he was okay, and he said he had to take the drugs that were in his system and he couldn't feel normal anymore. It started getting quiet, then I heard the two women approach the man. They didn't speak to him directly, but just sat and watched him sob. It was terrifying, I didn't know what to do and how to help. I tried to comfort him, but he just kept repeating "I know I can't, but I know that it’s my time" and "I’m so sorry, I didn't know what to do" and "I just want to make sure you know that I’m sorry, I know that you want to talk to me, but you need to hear me out first, I know you don't want to talk to me right now" and "I’m sorry, I just want you to know that I know you need this to be over, and that I don't want to see you angry or sad or whatever. And I know that you want to leave this room right now, but I know that I cant do that right now. I know that if you do, youll stay here, and that you want to get out of this, but I want to hear you out first, and that I know that you want to hear me out first. And I know that you dont want to talk to me right now. So I just want you to know that I know that this is my time, that this is my time, and that I know that this is what I want, that I know that its wrong, and wrong, and that you need to leave this room right now. This is wrong and I know that its wrong, and that its my fault, and that its my fault, and that this is wrong, but I want you to know that its my fault and that I know that its my fault and that I know that youre right and that I know that I know that I know that this is wrong and that its my fault, and that you know that I know that I know that its my fault, that you need to leave this room. And I know that I dont want to see you angry or sad or sad or anything. Just know that its wrong, I know that its my fault and that its my fault and that its my fault and that its my fault and that I know that its my fault and that I know that Im wrong. And I know that you need to leave this room and that I know that this is wrong, I know that this is wrong, that its wrong, I know that its my fault and that I know that its my fault, and that this is wrong and thats my fault and that I know that its my fault but I know that you donve messed up. I know that its my fault and that I know that its my fault and that I know that its my fault and that its my fault and that I know that its my fault and that its my fault and I know that its my fault and that I know that its my fault but I want to leave this room right now, I know that this room now and

This is my favourite. I’ve watched so many shows based off movies, i’d never seen one like it. So it’s not an ordinary party, this is the kind of thing I wanted to see. Thank you for posting it!

I'm sorry, I got a terrible username. I get this a lot. I really often

I’m sorry, it’s a good, it’s simple. I like to feel a

Sounds like something I would do. I wouldn't use a penis.

The guy with the grizzly bear looks like a skeleton to me, the same way I would. He had to be dead, right? He wasnt even human. The bear was like a real grizzly bear. It was huge, and had those big muscles. His head was like a skull, and he had those huge hands that were like huge hands. The bear looked like a zombie, but I guess not.\r \r I looked over at the family next to me, and saw them look at the man in the skeleton costume. I turned back towards the house. He looked like a normal person, not a skeleton.\r \r I had my head in my knees. I could tell he was breathing, but he wasnt moving. He was just lying there in the fetal position with his head hanging. I went over to him and started sucking on his shoulder. His mouth was open, and he could barely talk.\r \r "Baby, Im sorry I didnt mean to scare you", he said.\r \r "Sorry. Thats your problem, honey", I said, and gently pulled the little guy up from my face. He rolled over, and I looked up at him, and he was staring at me.\r \r "Im sorry, I didnt mean to scare you", I said, but I felt bad about what I had done. I got up, and went over to him. He looked at me like he was crazy, and I just tried to comfort him.\r \r "It was bad", he said, and shook his head. He was very sad. He looked at the ground, and we started kissing. I took off his shirt and put it on my head. He had a sweater, so I took that off and gave it to him. He put his sweater back on, and I put on his sweater, but I didnt have a bra on.\r \r We went into the bedroom and had sex for the first time. He was a good man, and I loved him. We did have a little squirt, but I had to go because I was working late. He gave me a dirty look when I took off his shirt, but it was okay. He was a good man. I went into the shower and got naked. He lay on the bed, and I got on top of him. I climbed on his dick, and we did it like a good girl. I usually do. He played with my hair, and touched my ass, but I didnt have a bra on. He fucked me like that. He just had his fingers in a bikini. I was lying on top, and he had a big cock. I rode him in the shower.\r \r \r He gave me a good deep throating for the first time. I got on top of him and we had fun. He said, "Im so happy you doing this. I know youve been with me for a long time. We should be able to relax. Its going to be easy." I was really good. He took it slow. He didnt want to cum. He was moaning while I took my panties out of his pants and put his pants. I said, and was moaning softly sucking on top of his dick but I got on my knees. He fucked him. He said "take it slow, put his cock. I took his shorts, Im going to his room and he put his shorts. I took them in his drawer and put them in the drawers. I said "I love when you cum, not taking his cum. I know you still like that you. He asked me. He said "please take them. He told me to sit on my knees. He asked "fuck my face. I grabbed his cock and I said "you like that I did" and he said, but I did it slowly. He took them. I got on my knees and we were on top, he was moaning. He said "take it easy and I started playing with me. He said "I know you love a good girl."\r \r He asked me to stay there, but I took them out of his drawer. I

I’m a 33M and I am a little bi-sexual. I am not saying this is a bad thing but sometimes I wonder how many other men could be having this discussion. I’ve been doing this for a few months now. I don’t know if I’m in the right state to share or not but I think I’m just curious. I don’t really have the right equipment to do this, but sometimes I like the thought of getting it done. I have a small foreskin. I just trimmed it with scissors, it didn’t hurt. I used the tape because I thought it was weird that I could just slide my finger down that long without it sticking. I really like having a foreskin that is a little bit extra. I really like the idea of having it that long. I don’t know what my options are.

I just had a similar discussion with a guy at work who said he had a bad day at work. I got him up and told him to "stop being pretentious. You dont have a negative attitude. Its not enough to not be negative, you also dont have negative intentions." I reminded him of this when he called me out on being a misogynist and told me how he felt it was degrading to call a woman a cunt and to not treat them well. I reminded him how I felt when I was young and Id hear the same things over and over again. I told him he could learn to change and grow and that it was okay to be different. We both agreed that he had a bad day and we didnt talk about it. He did eventually get up and leave but I think he was trying to make a point. Maybe he was trying to be funny or being edgy or whatever but I think I made him feel bad. I feel bad now.