” I swore. I wanted to smash my phone. I was still at least 3 hours of dreaming, wondering and hoping what was going to be in the download file. ... But instead of seeing it, I was going to be stuck talking to a moron and watching my wife as she relived events from 30 years earlier!The evening finally drew to an end and as we walked in the door to our house, Stephanie announced that she was heading to bed. 30 years ago that meant, “Hint, hint, nudge, wink, come on big guy and get you some!!” . ” And she hung up.I didn’t intend to go, even though it wasn’t so very far away. Instead, I made great progress with my Model 55. I tracked down oil-feed pipes for the head, exhaust pipes and silencers, front and rear mudguards, front and rear number plates. Actually, front number plates, mounted atop the front mudguard, were made non-compulsory in view of the danger they represented in an accident. These days they are only seen on vintage machines. Over the next couple of weeks I was able to. Smack! Smack! Smack!“Please! I am begging you! I’ll give you anything you want!”“Anything?” you ask, pausing your assault, “Are you going to let me fuck you?”“What, no!” she responds immediately.“Then shut the fuck up and take it, you snide bitch,” you grunt, resuming your rapid attack.Smack! Smack! Smack!15 seconds left.Smack! Smack! Smack!Tears stream down her pretty face. The stinging sensation shoots through Trish’s body harder with every spank. She did not anticipate this much pain.“Oh,. Slowly, but surely, the razor cleared the area. As she reached the top of the labial lips, she told Toni to spread her legs as wide as she could, and proceeded to remove as much hair as she could. Much to Antonia’s surprise, Celeste told her to scoot down, and spread her ass cheeks apart, as she proceeded to trim off the hairs in between the globes of her ass, as far back as her tailbone. The vibrations of the razor made Antonia very wet, and Celeste took notice of it. She turned off the razor.