Then in the last race, the horse you blessed never even had a chance. Now, thanks to you I’ve lost all my money!”The Priest nodded wisely and with... sympathy. “You aren’t Catholic are you my son?”“No, I’m Jewish.”“That’s the problem”, said the Priest, “you couldn’t tell the difference between a blessing and last rites.”This one is compliments of J & BFarmer Steve, had been in a terrible automobile accident. He was hurt quite badly. He sued the trucking company that had struck his vehicle and. “What’d I do?” Brian asked.“Ah! Uhm, yeah, he and... uh,” Stephanie glanced between them, as if looking for permission.“Oh, it’s nothin’, we were just having a bit of girl talk earlier,” Kelly said soothingly, looking the girl up and down. Reevaluating her.Cute face, slim figure, she thought. Enough self-confidence to fill a matchbox... without taking out the matches first. Probably some shy, bookwormy-type who’ll have cobwebs forming in her cleavage before she ever actually learns to show it. “That’s a beautiful sight to see first thing in the morning,” I said my eyes fixed firmly on her hairless sex before travelling up to her full and firm breasts with their tempting pink tips.She smiled at me but made no attempt to move away or hide her charms.“I’ve decided to phone Laura.”“Good, but why?”“Because she’s genuine because she visited me all the time I was in prison and because I think I owe it to her.”“Good decision mum, here use my phone.” I handed it up to her and sneaked a crafty. When the Black guys weren't around, things were pretty normal (except that I drooled at the sight of even a square inch of her exposed flesh). She was so sexually satisfied I almost felt ridiculous being horny. One look at her bare, shaved cunt and I was as stiff as a poker. And it certainly wasn't the same tight cunt I knew. Her pussy was totally different -- almost a caricature of what it had been. Her pussy lips had always been long and full and when she was having sex or even for hours.