In my mind’s eye, you’d have your father’s beautiful looks: dark brown hair, stick straight and so shiny, eyes so dark brown the edges of the ir...ises are purple, his length of bone, his fair skin with that gets unbelievably dark when kissed by the sun. I know that you would have had the heritage of his prodigious talent, so violin lessons would have been a must to start. Anything else would have been all you. I would have cheered you for tee ball or Kindermusik, gymnastics or karate, science. She closes the door and came next to me and offered me something to drink i told her know. She started telling me about her and her husband that he doesn’t care about her more they are together but he is not much interested in sex or anything.She told me not to think that she is a bad lady or something but she just liked me and always wanted to be with me, but today when i touched her on her hand she couldn’t take it and couldn’t stop her lust and interest. While talking i just hold her hand. Sort of an echo in your mind. It feels very weird. I was joking with Pat because she said the same sort of thing when she was here last time."Halfway through my explanation Lily started nodding, having understood what I meant. One of my minds (obviously the least intelligent one), couldn't stop himself asking, "Do Chinese people have déjà vu too, Lily?" Yes. Is a very strange feeling."#4: [[Actually, the propensity to experience déjà vu is slightly influenced by the person's native language, as. “Now, push slowly, and come to me”, she asked. It felt as if I were entering another world, with my rod slowly entering her moist, wet cunt. As I was close to being all the way in, she wrapped her legs around my body and pulled me in all the way. “God, you feel good!” she cried out, as I felt the tip of my rod hitting something inside of her. “Let’s get used to each other for a while”, she moaned in a low voice. “Kiss me, she asked”. So, as I started to kiss her cheek, she turned her head and.