Kular returns to Bobby's room and reads what Bobby wrote in the Death Note and realizes that everything he saw at the house is exactly what Bobby wrote down in the note book
. .
. . He growls and smiles, sitting up between my legs
Bun or Bum, Sausage or Cock, life is full of hard choices.
Kular returns to Bobby's room and reads what Bobby wrote in the Death Note and realizes that everything he saw at the house is exactly what Bobby wrote down in the note book
. .
. . He growls and smiles, sitting up between my legs
Bun or Bum, Sausage or Cock, life is full of hard choices.
I can't help but blush at his warmth. "You're really cute," he mutters, leaning forward and kissing my neck
Das! ?I just ? I don?t even like to think about taking a dump, so I generally don?t until I can?t put it off any longer. ? Then she held her breath and gently pushed, speeding the expulsion of her poo
. She was about to take it out, when a delightfully wicked thought occurred to her: why not leave it in?
She finished washing herself, then she climbed out and dried herself very carefully, using toilet tissue to mop up the brown water which kept trickling down her inner thighs
But we aren't lovers, so I don't often say it
Kular returns to Bobby's room and reads what Bobby wrote in the Death Note and realizes that everything he saw at the house is exactly what Bobby wrote down in the note book
. .
. . He growls and smiles, sitting up between my legs
Bun or Bum, Sausage or Cock, life is full of hard choices.
Bun or Bum, Sausage or Cock, life is full of hard choices.