"Well?" I asked Michael who was rearing above her lean body and plunging his rigid snake into her mounded cunny at the rate of at least a hundred a mi...nute, her firm breasts squeezed in his fists."Tory," he gasped out with a forced smile. "Born and bred. A fine, young king-lover who is also one very good lay. Pity," he said as he grimaced and spent himself in her, eyes closed and mouth open. He gave her another score of hard rams and disengaged, leaving her bubbling sperm from her bruised slit.I. I hear the internal lock to number one click and I freeze. The door handle turns and I stand abruptly, pushing your cock back into your coat and closing mine in one swift movement. “Morning Mrs. James,” I smile sweetly. She shuffles into the hallway. Fuck, she’s getting her post. I don’t have time for this shit.I grab your hand and pull you towards the exit, slamming the door behind us. We’re both giggling as we run across the street, you trying to hold up your trousers and keep your cock. These are not things I should be sorting out eleven days from translation, these things should have been sorted before The Venus lifted. Yes, The Skipper's baptism has stuck and even I am using it now 'The Good Ship Venus.' I don't know if our earthbound intellectuals know the connotations of the song associated with this vessel, probably beneath them, but I have heard The Skipper humming it more than once. I asked him which verse he was humming, to break the silence of him standing there. .. ??? “Well, 4 Reasons - One, I like to watch my money grow. Two, once in a while I like to play with my money. Three, I like how money feels in my hand. And, lastly, instead of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and Blow a Hundred Bucks anytime you want.”If you wish to visit.Barry is in the Royal Brisbane Hospital, Critical Care Unit, Room 233Pete and Mary were walking home from the pub when Mary says: “I need a piss” an goes behind a bush and drops her knickers. Feeling.